I'm not really sure why they call it a break. The kids just sit around eating everything in sight and complaining they're bored. It's WINTER break so on a good day it's 40° outside, so they're stuck inside with you. Your darling offspring, those sweet little angels.
If you're like me and have insomniac children, you'll find yourself at 4am staring at a wide-eyed child whining because they're bored.
Then, behold! It's over. Time again for shivering on the corner waiting for the bus, peace and quiet to think. A chance to clean up the tornado left behind. Quiet. So much quiet.
Goodbye Winter Break. See you next year.