Snow Day.

Yesterday, I wished for a snow day. 
Today I learned that snow days with a five-year-old boy mean:
 
 

Star Wars figures everywhere.

 

Baking peanut butter cookies.




Max and Ruby.



Max and Molly.

Did I mention that there are cookies?

Peanut butter cookies.

Now, I'm hearing talk about going outside in the snow...
What are the odds that he'll wait until Jason gets home?

4:13PM:  Apparently, the odds were against me.  We just came back in after shoveling, running, and building a tiny little snowman.
 It's been a good day, but our house is trashed and I'm ready for bed!