This year I turn 40. So in this space I honor and celebrate my everyday with an image and less than 40 words.


Friday, March 4

I'd almost forgotten the magic of the words "Daddy Snow Day."  
The text of closing coming in the wee morning.
So the day was filled with pajamas and play and perfect homemade pancakes.

1 comment:

Cate said...

We used to dream what a 'snow day' would be like! The only time we were even given a day off school in my childhood was for bushfire - not quite the same feeling of elation as I'm sure resonated through your house this morning!
Lucky kiddies...
xxxCate