One nor'easter we lived through before we bailed NJ, the snow was so high that our second floor windows looked like ground floor windows, and the ground floor windows looked like those that peek out from the basement. Snow was so high that we took our then-very young First (daughter), hoisted her up above my waist level (I am 5'5") into the snow bank that was our front yard, and gave her a push... She slid down the "yard" and into the arms of hubby who was waiting for her - standing in a snow trench that would be our sidewalk, had the snow not been there.
The nor'easter before that, hubby and I went off to a local indoor mall parking lot and spun donuts all around until the cops ordered us (and the rest of the state) off of the roads until after the storm. That is where I found out hubby can do donuts pretty well... FUN, FUN, FUN.
As a kid in Texas, all that brought us in was bad lightning, the threat of an imminent tornado, or a flash flood - my mama didn't like us playing in the crick behind our house when a huge thunderstorm system was afoot, as it frequently rose halfway up the back yard or more and got kind of fast-running. I still sit outside and watch thunderstorms from the relative dryness of my porch.
Otherwise, my mother literally shoved us out the screen door and ordered us to go out and play. I got tons of vit d in Texas.
I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC