Snowy Day

My dad sent over this picture of our street covered in snow.

I just about cried. As long as the heat works, the coffee is brewing, and there are cookies to be made, I love the snowed-in days. I know it is easy for me to miss them as I am also not suffering the power-outages, the milk and diaper supplies running low, and having to dig out a car. However, I can still miss that one time that a snow day was that much fun.