I love a good two hour delay. The sleeping in. The slowness in the morning. Seeing my daughter for just a tiny bit more really started my day off to a nice start. That and having gorgeous snow to stare out at. Matt drove Letty to school and I started wrangling the boys into their snow gear. I had low expectations for Dom. But he ended up really surprising me. With each new article of clothing he would turn and run screaming... only to hear my voice of reason that the hat would in fact be necessary when going outside. As were the gloves. And snow pants. And boots. David just sat on the bench in all his winter finery shaking his head as Dom ran away screaming just to return calmly for the aforementioned item of torture. It was something else to behold.
But the bottom line is he listened to reason. And he went outside.
He was apprehensive at first, just standing in the drive way staring at it. He cautiously touched it with his mittened hand and then assured that it wouldn't harm him he took off!
We took the party to the backyard and the boys found their summer sand toys and lasted longer than expected before we headed back inside to warmth and dryness. David popped out again a few times but not for very long. And it did make me feel bad that their sister missed out on this fun with silly old things like school. But the second she got off the bus she skipped right past her snack and headed out herself to soak up whatever snow was left.
I just love snow days! Late mornings and more sleeps! Fires and copious amounts of coffee, rosy cheeks, super warm socks and the smell of fresh snow! And hey, maybe a little afternoon red to warm up with, right? Extra bonus was that the roads were cleared and life continued on as usual. Because I don't drive on white roads. Not unless absolutely necessary.