Sometimes being a dad, actually means getting to re-live the emotions of being a kid myself.

Last night I came home to both kids taking my spot next to Angie, so I was reverted to their temporary room (we are living in a hotel while we renovate our apartment and make a bedroom for each kid).

When I got to Elvis bed, he had been nice enough to leave a Batman sleeping bag, Ironman pillow, and his favorite stuffed animal.

Needless to say, I slept great and awoke this morning to a snow storm reminiscent of those great days when I was a kids and I knee school would be delayed or closed.

Unfortunately, I still have to go to the gym and work – but it still makes me happy.