On Monday night, we got the news via text, call, tweet, etc. School was closed the next day due to the impending snow storm. It was a far cry from my memories of waking up in the morning and listening to the radio announcer list all towns in alphabetical order and FINALLY getting to Westport. Other than that, my kids’ first snow day was pretty much the same as I remember ours being. Sledding (on the same sled I used as a kid), snow angels, hot chocolate, lots of wet clothes, and lots of TV time.
PS. I recently found two pairs of kid skis in my dad’s garage, purchased over 30 years ago in Tokyo and never opened. Sadly, Tallulah’s feet were the only ones small enough to really fit in them.