Today it snowed. It didn't stick, it didn't stay, but for a good half an hour it snowed. I spent a while with my nose pressed up against the window, watching. Nothing makes me feel more like a little kid than getting excited about snow. It's just so magical.
I was reminded of the little things, like the weather, that really can be amazing when viewed with a child's perspective. I'm six months away from graduating high school and I want to take every opportunity to be a kid. That means getting excited about snow and reveling in the magic of everyday. Doesn't sound too bad to me.