Snow days are the happiest days in the world. Bloomington looks as if some sugar-obsessed giant slathered us in vanilla icing. Joseph and I took a walk today in the park and on our way there we saw at least 5 unprepared college students trying to shovel out their cars with lids from large tupperware containers. As long as no one gets seriously injured, I love a good natural disaster. It makes everyone a little friendlier and more excited. Everyone smiled at us on our walk and we exchanged a sort of giggle at how silly and fun it is to have all this white stuff around. Also, I have definitely been having baby fever lately (ever since the birth of my nephew) but this snow day multiplied that feeling by 10 because I think that toddlers in snow suits are the cutest thing ever.