Did I say a snow day would be "heavenly"? What Norman Rockwell-ian hallucinogen was I smoking? Nobody under the age of 50 wants to snuggle in bed reading Robert Frost on a day off school. What was I thinking?
Note to self: Boys must move. I cannot stop them. I can only hope to contain them.
We did manage to get outside for a wee bit, until it starting raining. Then freezing. I saw what happened to "Chuck" so I didn't let the kids stay outside indefinitely. We did manage to make some disfigured snow people...
Mutated two-headed snowman.
Self help for snowman not widely embraced.