“I hope it snows tonight.”
“I hope it snows enough to cancel school tomorrow.”
“Please, please, pretty please, I hope it snows tonight.”
We awoke this morning, and not even a “Good morning” came out of his lips before he inquired, “Did it snow?”
He hopped out of bed to look out the window, seeing only the finest dusting of snow and ice. He went to check the school closure website.
Elsewhere in the city, inches had fallen and roads were too icy to pass.
“Oh, yea!” he squealed with delight as he hopped back in to bed.
His prayers had been answered.
My husband doesn’t have to teach today.