I opened my eyes this morning when I heard the small beeping tone of my alarm. Yes, the sound is aptly described as small. I like my new alarm clock because it doesn't scare me awake, it just gently let's me know that it is time to get up. So, I peeled my eyes open at 7:00 this morning, and wondered why it was still dark outside. I stumbled around and turned on lights, coffee maker, stove and then peered out the window as I whisked some eggs together. It was cloudy and gray outside. Then "mommy's toy" went off because we still don't have a range hood, so I opened the kitchen window, and was surprised by a blast of cool air. I shivered. After a month and a half of 100 plus weather, this was a surprise. A nice surprise.
I got Kate up, and threw her lunch together, fed her breakfast, got her shoes onto her feet, and had started to head out to the car, when I said, "wait!" I rushed into our bedroom and found the drawer that contained all of our winter stuff, pulled out a jacket and made her put it on. Then we climbed into the car and drove to school. It started to rain, so the normally 10 minute drive turned into 25 minutes, and we were late. I was glad that I went back for the jacket because it sure was cold out.
I dropped Kate off, made sure she got a tardy slip, and then headed home. That's when I turned on the radio and heard the weather forecast. Possible showers, thunderstorms, high of 95. Did I neglect to tell you that I was wearing shorts?
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