the weather outside was the coldest i had ever experienced. supposedly it was to begin snowing. i waited by the window, fairly excited, watching the air for signs of flakes. as soon as i saw the beginnings of a flurry i went outside, but immediately came back in to put on another pair of jeans. it was too cold to enjoy. i forced a pair of blue jeans over the pair of dyed green denim i already had on and went back into the cold. the snow melted in the air somewhere above my five year old head. i never touched a single flake. i couldn't reach them. i was cold and disappointed. snow was supposed to be fun and stay on the ground. this wasnt like in the pictures or on tv. this was misery. i went back inside.