My children are nearing their breaking points. I have gently reminded them that Christmas break was less than a month ago, and not only did they have a four day weekend last weekend, they are currently in the midst of yet another.
However, I have been informed that scheduled school closings pale in comparison to the unplanned ones. Apparently, I am confusing apples with oranges. After a few eye rolls, requests for yet more sleepovers, arguments about homework, and a quick sweep of the basement yielding ELEVEN empty cans of Mountain Dew, I stand corrected. I realize that going to school on Wednesday is completely out of the question for any self-respecting school hater.
I guess I had better go cut the tag out of my pajama top...it keeps rubbing against my chin.
PS: my pretty, new computer went the way of Homer Simpson this weekend, but I am back up and running. I did read everyone's weekend posts, but to get through all 87 of them in the most expeditious manner, I didn't comment. Forgive me, please!