So, my eyes popped open at 5:30 AM today. Last I heard the snow was supposed to start at 6:00 AM. Dashed to the window, all of five years old again for a moment. Nada. So I went back to bed and gave it the old college try. Except back in my college days I was sometimes going to bed at 5:30 AM, not ever getting up. At any rate, I knew getting back to sleep would be a fail and it was. Gave up at 6:00 AM (still no white stuff) and staggered downstairs in search of caffeine and my first hit of Facebook.
As I type this, it’s a bit after 7:00 AM and (still): no snow. But that’s ok, the most recent word from my friends Chris and Dee over at B101.5 (http://www.b1015.com/) is that it’s supposed to start at 10:00 AM. 2.5 hours til lift off, folks!
So I’m enjoying the proverbial calm before the storm. Before my two kids come barreling down the stairs and start their own personal snow watch, blaming me if the flakes don’t fall fast enough and clamoring to get outside as soon as there is a dusting. My eight-year-old son wanted to lay out his snow pants, fireman-style, last night. My 11 year old daughter told me that, no, her old snow boots do not fit and, no the ones that I had planned to loan her won’t do either (too big). So we may have a problem there. Am trying not to think about it and humming “fiddle de dee” just like Scarlett O’Hara: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0hTvKgsKsY
The rest of the day is sure to be a messy one. Snow tracked in. Kids yelling and shouting with excitement. Moms (me) yelling as well. Wet mittens and scarves draped everywhere (“NOT OVER THE WOODEN CHAIR! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU THAT?!”) and many mugs of hot cocoa. Maybe a movie once they get worn out from sledding and throwing snowballs. And extra practice time on the piano. Yes, I’m that kind of mom. “Snow day? Great! You have no reason not to get in a few extra minutes, guys!” Ah, if only the extra time put in at the keyboard registered in terms of the progress they are (not) making. But that is a topic for another post. Right now I’m going to refill my coffee cup, sprinkle some bird seed outside for my feathered neighbors and keep an eye out for that first glorious flake!