I Am Thankful That We Don't Live Where It Snows

Today we had to drive to Utah to go to Todd's grandpa's funeral. When we left Mesa at 3:00am it was 45 degrees. Just before we got to Flagstaff, it was 10 degrees.  When the kids had to get out of the van they complained about how cold they were.  When we finally arrived at Todd's parents house all I thought was the snow on the trees is pretty, but I am so glad we don't live where it snows.  Don't get me wrong I like being able to travel to the snow so we can play in it.  But I have never been a fan of driving in the snow or shoveling it, so today I am thankful I do not live in a place where it snows.