SNOW!

When I was younger, 2nd grade, my family and I lived in Maine. The summers there were perfect. Never too hot. The winters on the other hand were horrid. Althought we only lived there for one winter, that was enough. The most memorable winter moment was when we opened the door to get the paper and the whole thing was packed with snow. It was terrible, but memorable.
Now, here in Boise, I'm getting sick of the snow. I feel like I should be use to it, but am not.