The glee in our home yesterday evening was hilarious right after the girls found out that a second snow day in a row had been called for the local schools. There was dancing, kicking, jumping, and many happy, loud sounds.
The exchange student really likes school, actually, but snow days happen perhaps one day every ten years in her home city, so this is quite the event to her.
And then my dear children...they love going to their charter school part-time, yet still...freedom to do whatever they want is so appealing! But since they're homeschoolers, they are doing their usual home learning today before being allowed to go play in the 12+ inches of fresh snow outside.
We aren't cruel parents. We did let them watch Groundhog Day with us (my husband also got off work due to the snow) while working on their studies.
When Chekhov saw the long winter, he saw a winter bleak and dark and bereft of hope. Yet we know that winter is just another step in the cycle of life. But standing here among the people of Punxsutawney and basking in the warmth of their hearths and hearts, I couldn't imagine a better fate than a long and lustrous winter.
- Phil, Groundhog Day
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