My kids will never know the listening to the morning radio or news reporter on WGN announcing school closings, or maybe sometimes catching a glimpse of it on the crawl at the bottom of the TV screen.
This winter on snowy mornings they rush in and ask if I’ve checked my phone. Did you get an email? Is there a delay?
Today there was a delay, then a bit later an email to say school was cancelled.
I let them play wii for a while but then I insisted they get outside to play. We can make an igloo! A snowman! It’s too soft, they end up just shoveling stuff and writing in the snow. Making up games. Doing the things kids do.
I remember this.The bundling up, snow pants, moon boots, stretchy gloves. A burn on my cheeks, I can see my breath but it’s not time to go inside just yet.
I remember this. I hope they always do, too.