It's the third snowday - the third day in a row - and the kids are home from school. In some parts of the country, this may be usual. But in my town, where it often looks like they've cleaned the streets with a giant hairdrier, this is very unusual indeed.
Here in Ohio, we had 3-4 inches of snow, coated by 1-2 inches of ice, and topped with another 3-4 inches of snow. The various layers of precipitation have weighed down the tree branches, so that my car is now being hugged in place by the Hawthorne trees.
Three snowdays is really at least one too many. Day one I had eight kids in my house and yard, playing Risk, and videogames, and eating pizza, and building snowmen.
Day two there was sledding, and time just to relax (and, of course, more videogames).
Day three? After hacking my way through the ice in order to get into the car (and feeling a bit stir crazy myself - so the ice was certainly no match!) my son and I spent two hours scouring the city in search of a NEW videogame and its required accessories - it's awful when birthday money is burning a hole in your pocket!
It's starting to snow again outside. Sigh... Well, a fresh coat of snow will at least freshen up the slush.