great photos & story
but I have to contradict:

We Woke Up to a Winter Wonderland except for us adults, the wonder has worn off

For me it's still winter wonderland. I love the beauty of snowy landscapes. All these suspenseful differences: the dark black branches vs. the white snow; recovering in death; silent fight for life; Well I'm completely addicted to all seasons and winter is one of them.
Two stories out of my life:

• I remember a winter when it did snow heavily and I walked through a forest. And suddenly I recognized that I couldn't hear anything. I said something to make sure that I was still healthy. I was but I still couldn't hear anything. The reason was: The fresh snow absorbed any sounds. That was an astonishing experience.

• Several years ago I walked on a path surrounded by hazelnut bushes. It had been heavily snowing for hours and thus I walked through a tunnel of snow and I somehow felt safe.