After an impressively light winter (heck it was practically SPRING a week or so ago!) we've got some of the wet, slushy stuff. Last night as I was switching cars with Brian I looked up into the sky and marveled that it's a weird feeling, thinking snow is still "beautiful" come the end of February. That's because, like many New Englanders, I'm pretty much done with the stuff come January.
No school for Will today. He's going to spend the day with his Papa, and is totally thrilled to get the alone time! Brian and I, well, we're wishing that grown-ups got snow days still.