The Snow Day Child

There is no kinder child than the child who has just found out that school is cancelled because of snow.

It's true. My 12 year old is the greatest proof of this statement. Once the news gets out that it's a snow day, this is how it goes.

First huge, elaborate declarations are made. Outrageous things are said like "I've never loved you as much as I love you now. You're the best father in the world."

Past mistakes are suddenly rectified: "Hey Dad, you remember that thing I did back when I was 5? I'm really sorry about that."

He hugs his 7 year old sister. IT'S TRUE. He kisses her gently on the forehead, then he hugs her. There is no pinching involved. No shoving. No verbal jabs. It's peaceful, loving and semi-genuine.

Imagine what could happen within this window of complete and utter joy? Huge cities could be erected. World peace could be achieved. The possibilities are limitless.

Yes, the Snow Day Child is a wonderful child. For about 10 minutes. Then everything falls back in to place and moves forward as it should. But damn, those 10 minutes are a great 10 minutes.