What's a Snow Day Mommy?

Well another school year is over, and not one single snow day was used. In fact I don't even think they're called snow days anymore.

When I was a kid we could count on missing at least a week of school. Why in 1972, or was it 68, school was shut down for an two entire weeks! Charlie who lived across the street from me, turned his backyard into one gigantic winter wonderland. Kids began queuing up in front of his house around 8 in the morning to take their turn in the white frozen tunnels he built that spanned the entire yard.

My mother of course forbid me from venturing into the intriguing tunnels. "It could collapse at any time," she reasoned, "and would take days to dig you out. By that time you'd be dead from suffocation." Good old fear, worked every time.

It didn't take Charlie long to realize he was sitting on a gold mine, and started charging kids their weeks allowance to get in. That lasted for a few days until someone's father got wise and complained to Charlie's dad about it. Poor Charlie had to shovel apart all his hard work, and give all the kids their money back.

In a way, I kind of feel sorry for kids today. Most will never get to experience the huge amounts of snowfall needed to close every school within a 50 mile radius. Pitiful how they won't be able to experience the excitement of staying home with Mom all day, every day with no foreseeable end in sight. Hmm, maybe there is one silver lining to climate change after all.