cherish it now, they say.
i got the call this morning at 5am that grey's school was going to have a snow day and like mothers round the county, I sighed and whispered to myself, 'oh boy, it's going to be a long day.' there's something in the air on snow days, isn't there? a particular kind of hay fever sprouts up and has the kids climbing the walls (in my case that's a literal statement). I sent some serious gratitude out there to the pinterest gods and goddesses (read: creative moms) who saved breakfast ( these delicious cinnamon/sugar cream cheese roll-ups that double bonus'ed me by using up some old hot dog buns that were headed for the bird food pile) and then saved the actual snow day with these Bingo sheets that had the kids all pumped about checking things off the list and required only one screen option (win!) As is only imaginable in a house filled with four siblings six years and younger, our snow day was filled with high pitched, decibel pushing: shouting, laughi...