seeing snow at school

I can imagine!

The details are delicious, each line a freshly served accompaniment collectively delivered as the entrée, the building up of the sweetly populated scene. I'm relatably observing the weather in question also, but also absorbing the thrill of the young, that excitement over little things (love the first two lines) in life that's often lost on adults. The last line I see as emphasizing priorities grown-ups take rather than just innocently observing like children tend to do.