What do you do when you wake up to a perfect wonderland of fluffy white snow? Why, immediately you make your mom find all the snowgear and help you dress to the gills in the attire needed to make snow angels and snowballs and snowforts and all the delights of the season.And then you head out to frolic in the waist-deep snow. For hours and hours. Never getting cold or complaining of the frigid temperatures, of course. OR you can come in after 15 minutes in the soggy coldness of the first Indiana snowfall and drop your clothes in the living room. Yeah. . .that's probably the best idea.
And your mom will think bitterly about how it didn't stop raining for long enough for her to get that last huge pile of leaves off the flowerbeds.