Every time we get our kids ready to go play in the snow, it’s like we’re preparing them for some mission to save humankind, like we need to pen a speech, to be delivered with horn-heavy John Williams music swelling in the background.
“Today, we send a message to humanity, that this storm is OUR storm, this cold is OUR cold. And for the next 6 minutes, we will charge headlong into the fray, frolicking with ever-decreasing joy as our boots and gloves fill with ice and snow, until finally, we are forced, miserable and wet, back inside to scavenge Netflix for some morsel of entertainment we may have missed. Godspeed dear ones, and remember: Come through the garage, like we’ve talked about 1000 times!”
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