I grew up overseas where winter meant lots of grey rainy days and a few flakes covering the ground was cause for cancelling school. I don't think we built more than two snowmen during my entire childhood. In fact, one was not even a snowman but a snow rabbit. Although we used all the available snow from our yard and two neighbour yards the result was pretty small, muddy and rather pathetic looking.
So I find my children's enthusiasm for snow and winter rather perplexing. When we first moved back I confess I kind of hated winter, but somehow I've learned to thoroughly enjoy it. It probably helps that my kids do too.
All that to say: Snow around here is cause for great celebration and we're looking forward to an excellent winter.