We woke up to the patter of sleet hitting the windows and a thin blanket of white on ground. Just as I had dreamed, school was closed. An added bonus? Tim's work was on a two hour delay.
I love mornings like that where I am free to drift in and out of sleep as I please. It is just that much more pleasant knowing I won't be jolted awake by the realization that we are all late...it is just a smidgen of heaven, I am sure.
The Boarding House by The Pioneer Woman
5 days ago