Is it a sign of immaturity that I was hoping for a snow day today? I felt like a kid last night with my nose plastered to the window, watching for flakes. Snow days are just so much fun with their hot chocolate and sledding and movies by the fire. (That is, until the kids get completely bored and cranky.) Plus, there's that sleeping-in bit that's a nice little bonus.
But it wasn't meant to be today. Maybe next time.
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