We had an ice storm last night - to the great delight of Barnacle Boy and Crash Kid. At 6 am I heard the thump of teen feet hitting the floor, the quiet padding into the sunroom and then...nothing. I got up, checked the local news website, and there it was - a 2 hour delayed opening. I crawled back into bed to enjoy the gift a few minutes extra sleep. An hour later, just as I was wondering if I should get up, Barnacle Boy appeared at the bedside. "There's a huge puddle in the sunroom!" I wasn't wondering anymore, I was up!
Math Man ended up climbing out our bathroom window to clear an ice dam on the roof, which ended the leak. Meanwhile I used up a half dozen bath towels blotting the area rug.
Barnacle Boy thought we needed fresh chocolate chip cookies - so at 8 am he started a batch. It definitely improved the day -- as did an email from a friend which included this list of how to tell if you were having a really bad day (Math Man bore a startling resemblance to the kitty in photo 13 after his roof sojourn!).