This morning we woke up to WHITE. I had to tell the boys about when I was their age, how Uncle Brian and I would sit by the radio in the early morning on just such a day-with our fingers crossed and hoping-hoping-hoping that there was enough snow to cancel school. We would listen as they started listing area schools, the anticipation building higher and higher until we heard OUR elementary school’s name! Then we’d be whooping with excitement over this totally unexpected holiday, and scrambling to get our mittens and sleds out. They liked the story but their favorite part was the ending where, in my best radio announcer voice, I intoned “and Red
Barn Academy?…CLOSED.” Our school? Closed?! To play?!!! Caleb screeched “This is the BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!”
The pretty view down our road-it’s so quiet and calm, the epitome of peace.
And just look at those pink cheeks! I love this hat on Sam. If ever a hat fit a personality? This one does.
the aftermath! I am so grateful for a mudroom to catch the wet mess. Last year this was all over the kitchen floor! You like that galvanized tub in the corner to hold all the light sabers and misc. weaponry? Yeah. I’ve given up.