So, despite waking up at 5:15 since Harry just could not go back to sleep, we had a pretty wonderful day. No work, no daycare, and plenty of time to enjoy the foot of snow we received last night. It's wonderful, light, powdery stuff, and after snowblowing and shoveling and sledding and generally traipsing around the yard, we came inside and ate chili and listened to The Beatles and took naps. All in all, not a bad way to spend a day.
And let me assure you that even though I am only days away from turning 30, snow days are just as good (if not better) now than they were when I was a kid.