snow day.

I remember as a child being thrilled with the prospect of a snow day. These days were spent attempting to make ice cream from the slush in our front yard with my best friend, Stacy. Today, I will not be mixing vanilla and cinnamon in a big bowl with snow and feeding it to my little brother. Instead, I will continue to work on naps with Claire and hang out inside with the heater cranked up. Nap training is going well. It's amazing what a dark room and a very determined mommy can accomplish. Nights are getting better and I am enjoying the newfound ability to think. The girl has been napping for over an hour this morning. I even started putting together a rather complicated tomatoe-y tart for dinner and it's not even noon yet. I'm wearing actual clothing. I've showered. I'm starting to wonder about me.