I don't like winter. I don't enjoy winter sports (unless it's watching them from my nice warm couch). I would much rather be hot than cold. But if I do have to live through winter, I prefer there to be snow. Lots of snow. Preferably the kind of snow that means everything is cancelled and I don't have to go anywhere, but I'll take whatever I can get.
Except ice. I fucking hate ice.
And I hate the polar vortex that's making it too cold for me to send my kids out to play in the snow. Um, but since this is supposed to be about stuff I love. . .
Er. . .
Now that my kids are older, I truly enjoy it when they have a snow day. Not only because I can sleep in, but because I feel like they need more time to play. And now that they play in the basement, I don't feel the need to micromanage them. It's a win for everyone.