They continue, in Miss E's class, to review the weather forecasts. Yesterday evening, she had her father pull up the forecast because, apparently, we were expecting some snow. Weatherdude said it wouldn't amount to anything. Much to his surprise (his eyebrows were raised in my direction, no lie) she proceeded to critique his analysis of the weather conditions and to tell us both that school would be delayed in the morning by two hours. I scoffed maybe one hour, but hardly two, and sent her to bed.
Lo and behold, 1 inch of snow delayed school by two hours this morning. Miss E was quite pleased with her forecast and herself. Not to mention being pleased that her school day was shortened.