The kind where you have to crawl out a window, because your door has too much snow piled up in front of it.
The kind where Jeremiah cannot POSSIBLY get to the hospital and "has" to stay home with us all day, building roaring fires, holding big bowls of hot soup in our hands, as we gaze out at the crisp white landscape.
The kind where we have to stay huddled together under blankets for warmth...and read by candlelight and watch the snow fall softly.The kind where children make huge snowballs......and throw them at each other.
P.S. I did happen to turn on the news yesterday morning (for the first time in about a month :)) and saw that a large part of our country is having dangerous amounts of snow. I know some of you are thinking that that much snow sounds about as much fun as a hurricane. I hope you don't think I'm being insensitive...I just think it could be fun...for just one day.