The no-snow snow-day

I may be a New Englander but it does not mean that I like winter. In fact, I'd much prefer to be a snowbird.


We've already gotten enough snow if you ask me. We've already gotten enough threats of snow that haven't amounted to much more than supermarket and gas station chaos.

And yesterday/today was the absolute best - every public school in the state was cancelled last night before even a single snowflake had a chance to fall.

I might have seen a flurry or two this afternoon. As for the school cancellation? Still wondering what state officials were thinking with that one.


And the effect on this mom of one who has another year and a half before entering public school?

Our preschool follows the same vacation and school cancellation schedule as the public schools in our city.

Our preschool days come twice a week - Tuesday and Thursday, and today happens to be Thursday.

Needless to say, when I learned of the cancellation last night, I had more than a few choice words to utter.

Don't get me wrong. I adore the MH. I could love being a Mom any more.

But routine is routine. And preschool days are preschool days!

Since MH started preschool at the end of August, it has been pretty easy to adjust to jam-packing those two full days with doctor's appointments, physical therapy appointments, meetings for volunteer work, errands, and - I will not lie - some much needed, and well-earned me time.

Tuesdays and Thursdays are great for both of us - the MH is thriving at school, eager to know each morning when she gets up if it's a school day. And I, most definitely, am a better Mom for having a little time off.

However, sometimes life surprises us!

MH slept until 8:30 this morning (unheard of). When she woke up, she crawled into bed with me for one of the best kind of snuggles ever - the kind filled with a game of "I love you more than . . ." (my favorite one was I love you more than the whole bathtub filled with lots of really big duckies).

We lounged around for a bit. We got dressed and went to Sweetheart's house. We went out for lunch with Sweetheart and a friend.

When we got back, MH helped Sweetheart bake brownies. She set up a huge picnic on the kitchen floor, and made a gate out of Duplo blocks to keep the poor dog out.

We laughed, chatted, ate warm brownies, and drank tea (well, Sweetheart and I drank tea). MH insisted that we pack up some brownies to bring home to her daddy.

Sweetheart and I played with our matching new iPod Touches (Sweetheart loved mine so much that she got one for her birthday!). MH even got in on the act when I downloaded some games for her (thank you, thank you, thank you to whoever came up with the Bubble and Scribble applications - I see these being put to phenomenal use in the future).

It was a wonderful way to spend the day - 3 generations of girls just having a great time doing not much of anything.

My most current choice word regarding the cancellation of public schools today? Perfect.