Bad weather =sad day

The grandbabies aren't coming for supper. We were all ready for them, and then it started to snow and blow. DD tried to come but phoned from just outside her town saying that she couldn't see the road, and that she could barely make 50k/hr. She decided to turn around and go back. DH gets so very much joy out of seeing the children, but he's the first to admit that he would rather have them safe at home than stranded on the side of the road somewhere at -50. The weather has been bizarre this year. We knew tht Sunday dinner might be affected when they moved out to the country but it seems to be happening more often than not.