For kids who grew up in neighborhoods where palm trees didn't flourish, come January the sweetest words to hear in the morning from Mom or Dad were snow day. Kindergarten is closed, and a little bunny has been waiting endlessly for the snow to stop so he can embrace the white outdoors. And when he finally does, no words appear on the page to describe his glee, nor are they needed: just a dreamy illustration of him joyfully tromping, his boots making deep footprints in the newly fallen white snow. It's a sure bet a snow angel is just minutes away.