Last night we had a bit of a winter storm.
This storm, however, led to a 2-hour delay this morning.
After I got the call about the delay I promptly went back to sleep, only to dream about a naughty 2nd grade amish boy I have at my recess everyday. In the dream he not only got into trouble once, but three times on my watch. (Was this a premonition for today?)
I had my morning breakfast (usually at 6am) at 7:30am instead. It was nice to eat with the sun coming in the windows instead of the nightlight on the barn shining through them.
An hour before the kids and I left, Brent calls to tell me this, and I quote, "They have plowed out the road at the end of ours, but not ours, so you'll need to time it right, and take a running start to get out onto the other road." Really? Are you serious? This, unfortunately is not surprising, our county NEVER plows out our gravel road. Sad, but true.
The kids were very happy about the snow,though, and so was Rudy.
This is his favorite time of year. Cooler weather, and fun in the snow. He takes is guard duty seriously every night too, as he stuffs his body into our wicker chair on the porch.
I guess it's that time of year to realize...Winter really IS coming. So it's time to get on board!