Snow Day

This afternoon, Atlanta was paralyzed by a "huge" snow storm. The flurries started about 2PM, and they interrupted OPRAH to provide adequate coverage of the days weather events. Some districts closed schools yesterday based on the forecast--yes, you read correctly--they closed schools before a single flake had fallen. I spoke with my cousin around 1PM, and she had to leave work early because her son's day care was closing in "anticipation" of the expected snowfall. The forecast was for 3-4 inches of snow. And we are shut down as though there were 3 feet instead of 3 inches. Another friend of mine pointed out that going to the grocery store would be a little frustrating because milk and bread would be sold out, since people are stockpiling supplies. Those of us from the north find the attention being paid to 3 inches of snow ridiculous, but we gladly take the "snow day" anyway.

The bummer is that Reggie & I had plans to go to a Valentine's Day Dinner/Dance tonight, and it has been postponed until the end of the month due to the "severe" weather. We were disappointed, but at least it wasn't cancelled altogether.

When Kaleb woke up from his nap--he was SO excited about seeing the snow and was eager to go outside right away. Except he was wearing shorts. And a T-shirt. In his mind, he only needed to add a coat, hat and gloves. It took some convincing (read: near spanking) to get him "properly" layered, but eventually he and Reggie went outside to play. I stayed inside--playing outside in the snow is not exactly "me". A few minutes later, I looked out the window, realized that he's only going to be this age once and "suited up" to go out and play with them. We had so much fun! The snow was the PERFECT consistency for snowballs, but did not taste like Detroit snow--it was too clean.:) None of the neighbors were outside; it was so quiet and peaceful--except for our laughter. Good times.

Tonight, when Kaleb said his prayers, he thanked God for the snow, for letting us eat it, and for "making" a snowball fight. Even before he spoke those words, I had long forgotten the rescheduled dinner. We ended up having more fun--and creating a special memory.