Snow day, y'all. 0" to 1,000,000' of snow, depending, maybe. So says the radar. Or model. Or whatever. Really, they have no idea since the weather peeps are all working from home too since the entire.state.shut.the.eff.down. 904 schools are closed. I don't think the state actually has that many, but oh well.
Right, so I'm taking a shower at about 10.30am, because that's what you can do when you don't have to go to work (thank you! - actually, work was called off yesterday afternoon, unprecedented!) and K busts into the bathroom to ask me what birds eat. I say bird food? He's concerned for the blue jay and cardinal chilling (literally) on the back patio and wants to make sure they have food throughout the blizzard. Aw. We have nothing to give them except a torn up corn tortilla, which he tosses their way. Bon appetit! That's how I know he'll be a good dad.
In a related story, although Zeb has seen snow before (ice accumulation this winter and real snow last winter - tomorrow is his one year anniversary of joining our pack!), he's now terrified of it. It's going to be a fun day of trying to get him to do his business outside. Oh, dogs.