Christmas comes several time each year at our house. We call those extra Christmas days snow days. They’re the only other winter days that see both boys out of bed before dawn as they race to the internet to check school closing, waiting to see if the Snow Fairy has brought them candy or coal.
Thing2 got candy last night. It was most likely due to a wind-related power outage than the snowfall we got last night that barely qualifies as a dusting by Vermont standards. Thing1 got a lump of coal.
Normally I require hard core proof of illness for either imp to stay home. More snow may be on the way, however that could cause an early closure. Tonight’s homework is also already done. So, instead of giving Thing1 his morning marching orders, I toss his coal into the roaring wood stove and order him to stand down.
I have the day off, and with both boys home, it’s more than an impromptu weekend. It really is a holiday.