You May Think It’s Funny, But It’s Snot (And It’s Frozen)!

You May Think It’s Funny, But It’s Snot (And It’s Frozen)!

The text came in at 4:30 a.m. :

TWO HOUR DELAY

Several hours later . . .

“Mom, can you drive me to school?” asked Sam.

Charlie:

Drive? Drive? Did someone say, “Drive”?
Can I go? Can I come?
Please, please, PLEASE let me come!

“Charlie, you want to come?” I asked.

Charlie:

Yes, yes, YES I want to come!
Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!
I get to go! I get to come!

Charlie nestled into Sam’s lap,

in the front seat of the car,
pressing his cold, black nose against the hard,
glass surface –
his favorite spot to view the outside world.

The temperature on the car thermometer read 7 degrees.

“Mom,” said Sam, “Charlie’s snot just froze to the window.”