We got even more snow and the kids here had the entire week off of school. I kept Samantha a couple of days last week and then overnight kept both her and her sister while their mom was working. The snow in front of my house stayed pretty pristine since there is no one here to play outside in it. For some reason the unbroken snow bothered Samantha. Not just at my house either, for some reason even when we would drive by a house with no snowman or evidence of people walking made her a little sad and she would comment on it. It is really, because a yard with pristine snow probably belongs to a house that has no children in it. Maybe it is a household like mine that has no children or maybe it is a house where all the children are grown or have aged past the point when playing in the snow is a fun thing. I though it a little strange that even at eight years old she saw that as odd enough to comment on more than once.
When we got home she made sure that my yard had lots of little footprints in it.
I am grateful for those little feet that ran all around my yard leaving footprints in my snow.