This morning, my usually sunlight-averse daughter was in an exceptionally good mood. I had to promise "make-up" to get her to go downstairs, but otherwise she let me get her dressed and *gasp* even do her hair for school this morning without any fits or protests for Dad. We opened the door to see a light snowfall and she got excited to go outside and make footprints. I didn't even rush her to get in the car, I just enjoyed watching her smile as she trekked through the snow. As we did approach her school, I noticed that, even though I was a little late, there were unusually few cars on the street...and no tire tracks in the driveway...and no little backpacks hung up in their room...oh, no. It's a Snow Day. Back home to play with Dad. All that effort and she could have slept in.
And some completely unrelated pictures, check out Lily in her designer jeans, courtesy of Uncle Paul:
