So about 3 years ago, the Greater DC Metro area received more than an inch of snow. One. Inch. Of snow. And schools throughout Northern Virginia closed for the emergency, for one day.
Now, with nearly 40 inches of snow, the schools have been closed for the entire week. Should they not – and I put this to you – close for at least the 36 days – one per inch – that they usually do? I’m leaning on this to be a good reason to move to year-round school. In fact, I’m going to start sending mine away to school when the locals won’t have them, just to get them out of my hair for a while. Because I love them.
The togetherness is growing on all of us, and it turns out that’s not the only thing growing. Since I haven’t shaved in a week, Number One Son walked up to me and said, “Daddy, you’re starting to look like William Shakespeare. Do you want to look like William Shakespeare?”
“No,” I told him, “I just want to write like William Shakespeare.” This answer seemed to satisfy him, and he wandered off. While sharpening my razor on the strop, I realized the only “William Shakespeare” he’d ever seen was on a Dr. Who episode. I could do worse, I guess.