The kids were all disappointed today because school wasn't cancelled, even though there was plenty of snow on the ground and more in the air. But in this part of the country, a little bit of snow here and there doesn't count for much. So long as most of the buses are able to make it in, and most of the teachers, they won't cancel school.
They'll be thankful later when they realize that the snow days take away from their summer vacation.
Actually, it's quite fun to walk to school in the snow, or at least walk to the bus stop. There's not a lot of wind so it's not like they're in a blizzard; they can pommel their friends with snowballs and toss snowbombs at the occasional car passing by. And it is a nice, cozy feeling to be all wrapped up in layers, warm and safe, while tromping through the snow in boots.
It wasn't quite so much fun when I had to swing by the school to drop off Adam's field-trip money he'd forgotten, since the roads hadn't been cleared quite to my level of comfort; and even though I wasn't sliding around, there were moments at a couple stop lights where the car hesitated before gripping the road and making forward progress.
But taking it slow and easy was the rule for the day, and it only added five or ten minutes to my morning commute (of five or ten minutes), and no further problems were experienced.
And when the kids get home, they can use up all that extra energy shovelling the driveway. And the walk. And then they can build forts and have snowball fights and sled down the hills and get soaking wet. And then come in for some hot chocolate, a warm fire, and some Calvin & Hobbes books.
Ah, sweet snow.
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