Let it Snow

As the snow fell from the sky, I felt just like a kid. I couldn't take my eyes away - it fascinated me. It was so beautiful...so magical...so purely white.

(Granted, I've only really ever lived in Florida and Arizona, so living up north now is a pretty big deal.)

Part of me wished we could take the students outside and make snow angels or have snowball fights...instead of reviewing for Social Studies or finishing research papers. But, alas, it was too slippery to even go outside for recess.

And, oh, how I wished I had worn my boots to school - slip-ons just don't cut it in the snow. My socks got soaked as I made my way to the car (which was covered in snow by the end of the day). I realized I have to work on my car-brushing-off skills for the upcoming winter months - I am such an amateur.

As I was getting into the car, my co-teacher decided to have an impromptu snowball fight, so I threw some back (naturally). I guess I need to work on my snowball-making and -throwing skills too.

But what a good laugh we had - and I needed a laugh. It feels so good to laugh.

Driving home, I found myself wishing for a snow day. It's unlikely...but I can dream. :)

It feels good to dream too...