Ah Sandra, when my husband first arrived from W Africa, he'd never seen snow, or experienced temperatures below about 28 degrees C. He was absolutely enchanted and rushed outside (I managed to get him into boots, a puffa jacket and a scarf, plus woolly hat) He started to build things with the snow, and I showed him how to roll a giant ball to make a snowman. He foolishly took his gloves off, and in a few minutes said, "Aiiiieee!! This snow is burning my fingers! And also my toes!" His poor hands and feet were almost frostbitten! He still adores snow (I certainly don't) There's an advert on TV at the moment about a toy meerkat and a 'snow dream' where he's invited to build a 'snowkat'. I always get a bit choked up as it reminds me of those early days.