Snow Day!

The snow started last night before we went to bed, and it’s still coming down!

We all bundled up this morning to check it out, but (as Patrick predicted) I could only take about 10 minutes of it.


Poor Joe had the worst night of sleep since he was a newborn. He woke up crying at 1 a.m. and 4 a.m., and somewhere in there he woke up happily la-la-la’ing too. We think he was having nightmares (about what?), which I’m told sometimes coincide with a growth spurt. We’ll see!

He went down for a nap right after lunch, at which point the Best Husband Ever brought me the traditional snow-day lunch of a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup. ON A TRAY. With a great big Diet Coke. Love him.