It’s supposed to rain all day today, and it doesn’t disappoint: from the morning, we know that there’ll be no scooters, no jumping rope, no swinging.

It’s just a day to stay inside, perhaps stay in our PJs for as long as possible.

We watch cartoons, make wish lists for Santa,

drink lots of tea and coffee,

and I grade a mountain of papers before tomorrow’s mid-term grading deadline.
And so now it’s almost eleven, and the only thing I really want to do is sleep.