I woke to the sound of freezing rain hitting the windows, and when I opened my eyes, I thought it was much earlier than it was. My husband had left for work, but came back home due to the icy roads. He climbed back into the bed, and pulled me close. When I finally climbed out of bed, it was 9:45.
Verne scrambled to get dressed, and took Abigail to her piano lesson for me. I was spoiled. Again.
I wish it would storm more often!