Driving up Thursday afternoon, I packed as a "just in case" a pair of snowpants for Clara and a snowsuit for Zoë. I mean, it was 55 while we were packing the car and for most of the drive- only when the sun went down did the temperature approach something resembling the week before christmas.
Imagine my surprise when we woke up to snow! It was perfect snow for playing, heavy and wet and only 5 inches or so. Not so much that Zoë had a hard time traipsing through it, but enough to make a snow person.