Armed with a spoon under his pillow and his pajamas on inside out my youngest son flushed a handful of ice down the toilet and climbed into bed.
He was certain his shenanigans were the perfect recipe for a snow day. I knew he would wake up ecstatic, as the forecast called for several inches of snow during the morning commute, making the likelihood of having school similar to the odds of winning the power ball.
While Bronson will be certain to wake up giddy that his shenanigans successfully summoned a snow day, Brantley will not view the routine upheaval with the same enthusiasm.
For him, snow days are a disruption to his routine. While I can’t change the weather forecast, or Bronson’s antics, my only option is to try and prepare Brantley for the change in routine. So, I tucked him into bed - knowing he would immediately untuck the covers for his nightly bed jumping session - I warned him that he may not have school tomorrow. I carefully explained that the coming snow meant his weekend could be starting early. I told him that he didn’t need to worry that if school was cancelled, it would only be 4 more sleeps before he went back to school and counted out each night for him.
Silently stepping out of his room, I whispered a prayer for school to be in session. Like Brantley, I believe most moms find the upheaval that comes with snow days challenging, and I'm no exception.
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