Lucy is thrilled with the snow here in Atlanta. I am thrilled that I panicked at the first sign of the stuff and left work a full hour before the company closed the office. Apparently, this rash move saved me 5+ hours in my car as some of my colleagues got to experience. Also, Lucy's school closed early at 1:30p so we've been hanging out since. We did get out to tolerate enjoy the snow. I'm sorry, one inch of snow that is non-ski-able and not sticky enough to make a proper snowman just doesn't get my pulse racing. Lucy quickly informed me that she was looking forward to Wes coming home tomorrow because I was no fun.
It has finally happened as I knew it would- Wes is officially the fun parent. I have mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, if it gets me out of the snow- ok, but I can be counted on to be fun sometimes. Hopefully, this label is temporary. I did let her use the good olives for her snowman-lump's eyes and mouth. That's fun.
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