My son, a seventh-grader, loves the first one or two snow days of the year. There’s the anticipation of not knowing if there will be school or not. Then once the district calls to confirm there’s no school, there’s the relaxation of knowing that he can sleep in.
However, this winter the novelty of the snow day has long melted away. At this point he doesn’t want any more snow days. He knows that having days off now translates to going to school longer in the summer.