Today was a snow day. I’m a teacher, and could not make it out of our driveway, let alone to the highway to get to school. When the kids got up this morning, my wife and I were ready. We had breakfast and got out to the local sledding hill, which, conveniently, is right across the street from where we live. We were on the hill by 7:30 in the morning. No one else had even touched the hill with the exception of a overly ambitious cross-country skier who left us a couple of trails to follow. It was dark and the kids had never used their sleds before, but we were all excited. My wife cut the first trail and the kids followed that over and over again.
By 9:30, we had been sledding for an hour, there was a snowman in the backyard, and the driveway was clear.
It was a great day.