Oh, the glorious phone call came last night. Earlier in the day I'd said to my husband, "We should really have a snow day tomorrow. "
He laughed in his I'm trying not to show how jealous I am that I didn't become a teacher laugh.
I said,"No really, I'm only thinking of the children - it's too cold!" More laughter - yeah right.
Early evening last night he shoved the phone at me frowning - "It's the superintendent." As I hung up the phone I did my happy dance.
There's very little snow here, but a whole lotta cold. Below zero wind chill. Too cold for the children. Really.