A Rare and Wonderful Thing

I woke up this morning, came downstairs, and had breakfast with Joseph. We talked about how amazing it looked outside-- but mostly about how much fun would be had after school.

Just playing in the stuff.




It never once occurred to me that school would be cancelled.

After all, in the five years we've lived here, there's never been a "Snow Day."

Thus after breakfast, Joseph and I simply stood staring out the window until it was time for him to leave for the bus stop.

I watched as my boy bundled up; saw him strain to get both straps of his backpack up over his now bulky shoulders.

Then I kissed him goodbye, and watched him trudge through the several inches of snow that now covered the front steps, stopping to say goodbye to Ryan-- who was engaged in the futile pursuit of clearing our driveway and sidewalk.

You see, while not anywhere near the storm that struck the northeast this past weekend, this snowfall would soon develop into something pretty darn nasty.

(I would later hear the words "blizzard conditions" coming from local weathermen on every station.)

Thus it was, before I even sat back down to review Joseph's overnight numbers, that the front door flew open.

My son bounded in, arms raised, fists pumping, cheeks bright red, hat and coat covered in snow, and all the time shouting:

"It's a Snow Day! It's a Snow Day!"

"What?! What?!"

"Mom, Laura told me. She saw it on the news this morning. All the schools in the city are closed!"

Joseph leapt up and down while shouting these words, making no attempt to contain the sheer joy of having been given this news.

"This. Mom. Is UNBELIEVABLE!"

Given that the boy has never in his life had an official Snow Day, the news was indeed, unbelievable.

So what have we been doing? Well, Joseph is (no surprise) outside playing in the snow with a friend, after a morning of Trouble...




Some major fort construction...




Followed by the adventures of "Pilot Joe" and his trusty sidekick, "Super-Nurse Sara" (yes, that's Evan-- responsible for taking care of all sick animals, while fighting off various bad guys).




Sorry, no photos of "Super Anna." (Uh yes. That would be me.)

And now, while I get ready to bundle up Evan so that we can further enjoy this fine Snow Day, I can't help but shake my head and laugh as I remember the weather here just two days ago-- Valentines Day.

A day of sunny skies and a high of 50 degrees.

A day of kids without coats...







And here I thought spring was just around the corner...




Umm... maybe not.