It’s Friday. It snowed. The first real snowfall of the entire 2011/2012 season. It wasn’t a heavy snowfall but it stuck to the ground so you couldn’t see the grass. We planned on walking to school since I didn’t want to drive in the snow. That is until my husband called. I blame him for putting the idea in my head, which then lead to me casually asking the kids.
Do you want to go to school today?
Silly question right? My kids love school, as much as any child loves school, but not having to walk through the blowing snow, hanging out at home without school work, who would turn that down? So we called a Snow Day. After doing my dutiful shovelling job, the kids and I headed out into the backyard to make angels, toss handfuls of snow (since it wasn’t sticky enough to make snowballs), slide down the slide (you go like a bat out of hatis down the tube slide in snowpants), and just turning our pristine, fresh snowfall backyard into a maze of footprints, skid marks and snow piles.
Sure, we could have gone to school, the weather wasn’t that bad. We might get a real Snow Day sometime in the future. But this year I’m living 2012 full of heart and enjoying moments for what they are. This was a fun moment and I’m glad I was in it.
