I am definitely a little bipolar when it comes to snow. I probably spend too much time during the winter watching the weather report, praying that snow will only fall on convenient days for me. I hate driving in the snow. I hate when Josh has to drive in the snow. I hate when any one I love has to drive in the snow. If it was up to me, everything (except for the essentials, which does not include Television Stations) would shut down anytime it snowed. However, when everyone is safely home, I love the snow. 

 I was going through my Iphoto’s, and came across some pictures that were taken one year ago today. If I remember right it was one of the first big snowfalls of the year. After we had put Brooklynn down all snug in her bed, Josh and I pulled out the snowboards and went snowboarding in our backyard at 11pm. Yes, I realize we really don’t have a big back yard, but we do have a hill. If we didn’t have Brooke, we probably would have been across the street at the neighborhood park, because they have a great hill!  After awhile, we figured we had probably done enough damage to our young little sod and if we wanted any chance of having grass in the Spring, we probably should quit.

Then we got the idea to build our first Frosty Buhlerman. He was the first snowman I think we have ever built together. We had so much fun that night, although I remember we both ended up with severe colds that stayed with us for a few weeks (including our Disneyland vacation). So all you kids out there, it might be fun to play in the snow during the middle of the night, but I must warn you, you will get sick! 

 I decided to post these pictures for a few reasons, first because that is one night I never want to forget. I love being married to Josh, because you never know how your night is going to end up. Second, because it made me think about how each year is so different then the rest. I can’t believe how much my life has changed since then, even though there are so many similarities. We never get to relive our most cherished moments, but when things are hard, you also have to realize that things will change, they always do. That is one of the great adventures of life. Nothing is ever the same. So last year we had snow, and this year we don’t (at least not yet). I am excited to see what treasured memories are awaiting my family and me.