Despite the cold weather, we've managed to have a warm and wonderful weekend around here...if you don't count our little trip to the doctor's office today to see what was wrong with sweet Sylvia. Long story short - her pesky cough has turned into something of a concern, the doctor took one look at her and prescribed allergy meds, then he spent the rest of our appointment torturing her by trying to clean out her tiny ears with a water-gun-drill which she did NOT appreciate, only to discover that there is nothing to be concerned about in there - which I already knew, but whatever.
ANYWAY, at the dinner table tonight she was a little fussy, and I was sitting next to a stack of papers to grade that I haven't touched yet, and Sylvain was complaining about how tedious this last week before winter break would be. I jokingly said, "Maybe we'll have a snow day!" I mean, it IS snowing, and it's supposed to snow all night, but I know better than to get my hopes up.
Well, guess what, people? WE HAVE A SNOW DAY TOMORROW!!!!
A SNOOOOOOWWWWWWW DAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!! (You knew that was my Oprah voice, right?)
In seven years of teaching, the first snow day has never been so early...or so sweet! We get to stay home and snuggle with the nugget ALL DAY tomorrow! Yippee!!! We usually don't know until the morning, but for some reason the superintendent already called it! When we found out, Sylvain and I both did a silent little happy dance (and he NEVER dances). He just handed me a beer and I'm on my way to the basement to watch a movie. I don't know which one, and I don't care, because tonight is a magical SNOW DAY night! Hip hip hooray!
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