The words “Westside schools delayed two hours” could only have made me happier if they had read: “Schools closed.”
When Cole woke up, I told him to look out his window. He's been longing for snow - and March snowstorms are rare here. He radiated joy.
After a quick breakfast, we made our way to the park, where other snow-charmed people were sledding and pelting one another with snowballs.
After an hour or so, we trudged home to get ready for work and school.
“This is a day to remember, isn’t it?” said Cole.