Quick! Run to the
store! There’s gonna be a snowflake! Yeah, yeah…that’s probably a little harsh,
but having grown up in the North, a couple of inches of snow didn't mean utter
and complete panic. Sigh. That’s probably a little harsh, too. I live in the South now, and they’re really
not panicking, I suppose, but it’s a near thing. As soon as someone even mentions the word snow (or it’s bigger, badder Evil Twin: Ice)
there’s a run on the nearest grocery or convenience store for the basics: bread,
milk, eggs and toilet paper.
I remember once, many moons ago, just after I had moved from North
down to the Washington, DC area, we got nearly three feet of snow. The Federal Government shut down. I recall sitting in my street-view bedroom,
looking down on the scene below, and watching people try to drive like it was
an ordinary day. I imagine they were quite
puzzled when their normally well-behaved vehicles skidded sideways down the
street. Huh. How about that? But if the DC area was bad, it’s worse
here. (I’m sorry – I’m just making a
blanket generalization. Please don’t
chastise me…yet.)
As a kid, I (and the rest of my peers) lived for snow days. But,
being from North the Snow Day was the Stuff
of Legend. (It happened once. People still talk about it.) Now, as an adult with children, I look at
snow days in a completely different way.
The Preemptive Strike
The Preemptive Strike occurs when the just the threat of
inclement weather (take your pick from a myriad of options) is enough to close
down whole school systems. I understand that those in charge of making such decisions are merely
doing so for the safety and security of the children who attend said systems. As a parent, I appreciate knowing as far in
advance as possible. Truly, there’s not much
worse than a phone call at 3 or 4 o’clock in the morning to let us know that
school is cancelled for the day.
Actually, worse would be the call that happens just about the time your
kids would normally get up for the day and therefore negating any possibility
of them going back to bed for an hour or two allowing you a brief respite. Anyway, I like the Preemptive Strike. Mostly.
What I don’t like is when the decision makers call the game (if you
will) and then absolutely nothing
happens, weather wise. That’s just
annoying.
The Early Out
The Early Out occurs when kids are already at school, but the powers that be decide
the impending weather situation is enough to warrant sending everyone home
early. Again, I understand that those in
charge are making such decisions for the safety and security of the children
and I am absolutely in favor of that. But,
a couple of years ago they let school out early and there was a mad rush to
pick up kids, causing a worse problem with cars and traffic than the weather
would have. In response to that
situation, most schools around here, when faced with an Early Out, stagger the
releases of kids. First this school,
then that school. First these grades,
then those grades. It seems to help and,
though parents really have to pay
attention to the times their children are being released, the staggered
pick-ups seem to work.
But, regardless of the weather situation, kids are still up
to their old tricks. Mine do The Snow Dance, which involves hands
waved in the air and little kicks and wiggles that is, quite simply, hysterical
to witness. They wear their pajamas
inside out and backwards and flush ice cubes down the toilet. They are glued to the weather channel or the weather
on the local news in an amusing, innocent way.
Boy-child even loaded a weather app on his tablet (a tablet which, btw,
he saved for and purchased himself) and has been our very own, personal Weather
Man for the last two days. And if, by
some miracle, a snow day does occur
(as it did this morning), they then believe that all their tricks and nonsense worked
because – POOF! – no school.
Snow days, while somewhat miracle-like for the children,
admittedly test the sanity of the parents.
It’s a stressor for those who have to take time off work to look after
their kiddos. Some parents may even lose
business when snow days occur. Some
parents struggle to find stuff that’s interesting for their children to do all
day. That doesn’t mean that snow days
don’t affect me, either; they totally do.
But Hubby gets the short end of the kid stick. Hubby is the best Stay at home Dad in the
whole wide universe. I’m totally lucky
in that regard, and so are my kiddos.
Anyway, here’s hoping your pantry is stocked,
your family is home safe and sound, and you have lots of fun indoor activities
to do. Snowmageddon 2015 is upon us!.
TTFN
JMS
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