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The weatherman is predicting a snowfall that promises a rare proclamation; anticipation builds as school children await two words yet unspoken.  Snow Day.  My children smile in their sleep already dreaming of icy escapades.  I peer into the early morning darkness at the fine dusting of snow that holds hope for a backyard fortress of frost populated with a battery of snowmen.  Inside, the pantry is stocked with cocoa and marshmallows; movies and popcorn, board games and books stand ready for indoor distractions.  I savor my morning coffee and send out an early morning wish on cold winter winds for the simple joys of a Snow Day.

Tagged: Snow Day, Winter