Being a teacher in winter rocks! Being married to a teacher just sweetens the deal! Yesterday, my principal walks in the room with a slip of paper for me at 9:30 a.m. I was in the middle of a reading group, so I didn't read it all right away, but I saw enough to evoke the happy dance inside - "We are dismissing at 12:00..." After a hectic morning, filled with, "I know you're excited, but..." we got those antsy kids on the bus - an hour early, actually, and I headed to Mrs. Pam's to pick up the boys.
The roads were "slicker than snot," to quote the MODOT worker who was directing traffic around two ditched cars. Reed and I prayed before we left for home and a good portion of the trip there. At one point, I was so scared I was praying out loud, "Please help us go slow down this (snake-like, long, eternally steep) hill (that has sharp ditches on either side)" FYI - the parentheses were prayed in my head to avoid scaring Reed, but I guess my voice revealed my emotion, because Reed said, "Mommy, stop cryin'." Anyway, to make a long drive short, we arrived alive and Ryan joined us about an hour later. That was Thursday. Today is Friday and I'm in my bathrobe and slippers (not at school). We just had the most fun romp in the snow EVER with Reed!
He wanted to "play in my snow" yesterday, but nap scheduling wouldn't allow. So, today, we kept him in his jammies all morning and then piled on the waterproof gear over top right before lunch time. He marched. He ran. He fell. We made a snowman. I made a snow angel, and Reed made one, sans wings. We pelted Daddy a few times. He pelted us quite a few more. We ate some snow and passed down the age-old advice about snow color and edibility. And then we went inside for Reed's first taste of hot chocolate (a.k.a. warm milk with a tiny bit of Nestle's). Reed approved, "Mmmm... It's good!"
One would think that Calvin was napping during this rendezvous, but I am a firm believer in simultaneous napping (how do you think I'm typing this entry?) No, the poor child was strapped to a bouncy seat just inside the doorway. Ryan and I took turns checking on him. He was happily sucking on his fists every time we opened the door but the last. Neglect? I think not! We're just teaching him to entertain himself!
The snow is supposed to melt tomorrow, so I'm sure we'll be back to the grind by Monday, but it's days like this, when we get a little time to just ENJOY each other and God's creation, that make me realize how lucky I really am!
The roads were "slicker than snot," to quote the MODOT worker who was directing traffic around two ditched cars. Reed and I prayed before we left for home and a good portion of the trip there. At one point, I was so scared I was praying out loud, "Please help us go slow down this (snake-like, long, eternally steep) hill (that has sharp ditches on either side)" FYI - the parentheses were prayed in my head to avoid scaring Reed, but I guess my voice revealed my emotion, because Reed said, "Mommy, stop cryin'." Anyway, to make a long drive short, we arrived alive and Ryan joined us about an hour later. That was Thursday. Today is Friday and I'm in my bathrobe and slippers (not at school). We just had the most fun romp in the snow EVER with Reed!
He wanted to "play in my snow" yesterday, but nap scheduling wouldn't allow. So, today, we kept him in his jammies all morning and then piled on the waterproof gear over top right before lunch time. He marched. He ran. He fell. We made a snowman. I made a snow angel, and Reed made one, sans wings. We pelted Daddy a few times. He pelted us quite a few more. We ate some snow and passed down the age-old advice about snow color and edibility. And then we went inside for Reed's first taste of hot chocolate (a.k.a. warm milk with a tiny bit of Nestle's). Reed approved, "Mmmm... It's good!"
One would think that Calvin was napping during this rendezvous, but I am a firm believer in simultaneous napping (how do you think I'm typing this entry?) No, the poor child was strapped to a bouncy seat just inside the doorway. Ryan and I took turns checking on him. He was happily sucking on his fists every time we opened the door but the last. Neglect? I think not! We're just teaching him to entertain himself!
The snow is supposed to melt tomorrow, so I'm sure we'll be back to the grind by Monday, but it's days like this, when we get a little time to just ENJOY each other and God's creation, that make me realize how lucky I really am!
2 comments:
Loved your snow day story! So glad you got a nice long weekend. Enjoy it!
Love,
Mom
I was out of school for snow days Thurs. and Fri. too, Tobi. Except I don't think I had as much fun as you did. I worked on taxes!
A. Vicky
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