February 7, 2013

In advance of the snow

Please, please make tomorrow a snow day. Please, please, please. Please give my kids a day to sleep in, then read in their PJs. Please give me a day to sleep in and then snuggle with Lilah in bed and read to her in my PJs.

Please let us roll into the kitchen round about 9 AM, looking for something to eat, which we have because I went to the store yesterday and got everything except baking power. Please let the kids spend an hour finishing their Valentines and then two hours making things out of cardboard and duct tape.

After lunch, when there’s enough snow but before the heavy winds, please let us suit up in our snow pants and head out to play. Please let us come back in and drop dripping boots on the floor while I start making hot chocolate. Because I bought whipping cream.

I’m a better mother on a snow day. I don’t have to pack lunches or yell at the kids to get dressed. I don’t have to hurry them anywhere. I want a snow day.

Yet, in every wish for a snow day, there’s a whisper from the girl I once was.  She reminds me of the children who are praying not to have a snow day. She points out the kids whose parents couldn’t stock up on food and for whom school is the best place to get a square meal. She speaks of the mothers who are worse parents on a snow day and fathers stuck home when the family would rather they left. She tells me about the children for whom school is an escape, and a snow day means an extra eight hours in a house that is only a step better than hell.

Tomorrow, if I get to sleep in and welcome messy-headed children bearing books into my bed, she’ll be there, too, reminding me that not everyone wants a snow day.

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7 Comments

  • Reply Sarah Piazza February 7, 2013 at 2:55 pm

    You’re a good mom, Emily, and a good person, too. I am so fond of you.

  • Reply boliath February 7, 2013 at 3:41 pm

    Thank you for that reminder Emily, even though it made me cry, I hope you get your snow day and that it is not too bad for the others that don’t want it x

  • Reply life in eden {amy} February 7, 2013 at 4:51 pm

    just hugs.

  • Reply Melanie February 7, 2013 at 8:39 pm

    I often forget that flip side of the coin when i am wishing for more time with my kiddos. Thanks for the reminder.

    • Reply Melanie February 7, 2013 at 8:42 pm

      Yesterday I was reminded of the horrors of abuse when a teenaged boy was found handcuffed in his basement this week (A mere 40 blocks south of me) He has been locked up since Sept 27th (which was his last day in school)… when police acted on a tip they found a frail, thin weak teen who got a packet of oatmeal and a package of raman a day, and unlocked twice a day to use the restroom. I am so angry about the situation I cant think straight.

  • Reply M. Peacock February 8, 2013 at 2:37 pm

    Having worked with students who indeed dreaded snow days for reasons we can not image, your words reminded me of those sweet peeps. Hope you got your snow day…..I can’t wait to make a snow man 🙂 ox

    • Reply emily February 8, 2013 at 2:43 pm

      Well, you’re a big part of the reason my kids love school!

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