A delightful chinook has blown through Cleveland the past two days. It gives me that frolicking-skip-on-the-sidewalk-blow-bubbles-and-hoola-hoop-feeling. I'm trying to convince myself that it is not as warm as it seems - it's just relatively warm compared to the last week of 12-18 degree days. This weather makes me feel nothing like going to class, carrying books, studying, going to work, etc, etc. I think that on days like this college life should revert back to kindergarten:
We have recess
We have snacks
We draw pictures
The biggest stress of the day is who we sit by during circle time.
Class is done at 12:30
We have no homework
We play for the rest of the day