Snow Day
Start the Adventure...
Those words elicit thoughts of going to bed with dreams of a magical day tomorrow. The kinda day where time stands still for childhood adventures. Where it is a given, that hot chocolate comes with marshmallows and that neighbours lend a hand. The kinda day where snowballs will fly and cheeks will get red.
I don't recall snow days being quite so plentiful in my day - you know when I had to walk to school...up hill...both ways (which is actually true) - but they were just as coveted. These days would be spent tobogganing, building forts and braving snow drifts - all while being impervious to the snow filled boots and soaking mittens.
Years later, these days would still hold the magic that they once did. They would become the days where exams were delayed and new friends were introduced to what a 'snow fight' is really all about. Where we would run around acting like children and remembering the feeling of being carefree that came with these stolen days.
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Today we had OUR first snow day. The school was closed (which we found out when we tried to drop the Little Man off to find 2 ft drifts filling the abandoned parking lot) and hubby had the morning off.
It's good to know these days will still be filled with winter walks...
tobogganing...
getting lost in the snow...
playing with the neighbourhood kids...
baking...
and savouring the day till the sun sets and you can no longer see - whichever the reason for that might be!
Oh! Giraffe eating...we can't forget the giraffe eating!
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