Like many places, it's been a snowy winter for Martha's Vineyard. Curiously enough however, we've not had any snow days from school. Quick, knock on wood before I jinx it!
Most of our snow has miraculously fallen on weekends, and our last blizzard was deftly maneuvered by an early dismissal one day, followed by a late opening the next.
Not that I don't enjoy a good snow day, so long as they don't pile up (the way I know they have for many of you this winter), or cause us to stay in school till July.
Recently, when Daughter #2's high school was dismissed at 11, the snow was falling thick and fast. We hunkered down with some Ben & Jerry's, purchased purposefully the day before along with the milk and bread, in anticipation of the storm.
Daughter #2 rejected my pitiful offerings from Netflix, so we indulged ourselves by watching (500) Days Of Summer on pay per view.
Then she fell asleep on one end of my beautiful and comfy new couch, while I blogged from the other, our feet overlapping in the middle under the quilts, the wind whipping the flakes sideways as they fell in the yard.
It was a far cry from the snow days of yesteryear, when my kids piled outside to go sledding and build snowmen, working their way through multiple pairs of mittens, and not returning until their faces were numb and the hot chocolate was on the table. With marshmallows.
And, while those days were fun, I couldn't help but think, as I snuggled on the couch with 15 year-old Daughter #2, that this was pretty darned nice too.
What are snow days like in your neck of the woods?