It was one of those blustery, snowy, freeeeeeezing mornings when I didn't want to take my car out and drive them to school. Seriously, it was an ice rink out there.
So I glanced outside and declared that we're walking to school.
They were all excited. And hey, it's fodder for those stories they'll tell when they're grandparents. You know the ones..."my mother made me walk to school when it was completely frozen over...and we had to walk slowly watching our breath collect in puffy white clouds as we trotted along...slipping and sliding, hoping the school bell wouldn't ring...not just yet."
Hoping you remember one of those moments today.