When I was a kid, I loved snow days. Since I spent most of my school years in upstate New York, they were a rare treat. Yes, we had to shovel our massive driveway and sidewalk, but we got to sleep in, there was almost always hot cocoa, and I got to spend time reading. Heaven.
As a parent, I now get what a treat it was to have a mom who also worked at the school (until my brother and I were old enough to stay home alone). Every winter weather prediction leaves The Husband and I filtering through our schedules to balance childcare and work.
I did get to preserve one aspect of a snow day for our kiddo this week - sleeping in. She's a good sleeper already but, on our snow day, she gave me an extra 45 minutes. 45 minutes to triage my work email and enjoy a cup of coffee before I became the human play ground.