We went to Boston two weekends ago. The kids played computer games, and spent hours and hours in the snow. (It was the only snow my kids got to see this whole winter, and they had a blast.) The adults mostly just hung out. It was a low stakes yet, oddly, emotionally restorative weekend.
It snowed like seven inches the morning we drove home, and it did not matter in the slightest, because the roads were plowed right away. Seriously, this same snow that would have shut down York County for a week shut down Boston for a couple of hours. And we were still home by 10 pm.