I think I shall just sleep through tomorrow. They are predicting somewhere between 3 and 8 inches of snow. I am sure they must have that horribly wrong and it will just be flurries and we shall go on with our spring as scheduled. I will not, can not, dig out the snowpants and snow boots now. It is spring. No snowpants allowed.
We had a lovely trip to DC/MD/VA....although there was some snow there too. (it follows us, I see.)
I've decided that traveling with Daughter D. is the way to go. She aptly maneuvered us through the security lines - taking off both her and her brother's shoes and coats (and getting them back on afterwards). She found our gate assignments on the departure monitor, as I was cluelessly scanning the arrivals. And when I started getting frustrated with her brother's constant need to use the commuter jet's miniscule toilet (3 times on a 90 minute flight), she offered to take him. (I declined that one.)
Finally, when we'd made it back home and were all ready to collapse, but instead had to head back to the airport to pick up their father (on a different flight, long story)....while her brother had a tantrum because I was making him *wear shoes*.....and I was about to lose it entirely, she turned to me and said, "Settle down, mother. He'll calm down if you stay calm."
She's 7. And seemingly, some days she is the one who is keeping us all together and sane.
(But she didn't have to spend half the flight in the miniscule bathroom with a 4 year old boy. That would have pushed even her over the edge, I swear. Do you know how small the bathrooms are on a commuter jet?)