It would be a snow day:
The snow really isn’t up to Andrew’s waist, as you can probably tell from the shovel and his sister there. But there’s plenty of snow with more on the way (actually, it’s snowing right now).
I think one thing is clear, other than a snow fort is imminent: It’s going to be a white Christmas.
I can’t believe I’m saying this — but I wish you’d send a little of the white stuff this way. We have solid ice on our yard, and they’re calling for freezing rain on Saturday. UGH.
Happy (white) Christmas to you and your family!
😀