5 More Minutes

Out my front door today:

I am tired of the snow.  Sometimes here in CO we skip spring altogether.  
Just this week we had temps to the 80s, and now we're back to this.  Sigh.

Yesterday Bill and I spent the day here:

While inside, we missed the weather craziness going on.  Thunder, lightening, hail, tornado warnings.  The girls had their schools locked-down for the full tornado drill.  
Now there's a contrast for you, illustrating one of my favorite scriptures from D&C 6:34:

 "Therefore, fear not, little flock; do good; let earth and hell combine against you, for if ye are built upon my rock, they cannot prevail."

It was nice to be away from it all, and I was grateful to have missed the golfball-size hail not too far from our home. (Last year I was unlucky enough to hit two big hail storms, and our car has the dings to prove it.)

Back to today.  As I tried to wake Mauri up this morning, she responded in her sleepy voice, 
"May I skip today?"  
I wondered if she meant school or the whole day, period.  I've had those mornings before.

"No, sweets.  You need to go to school today."

Resorting to her most commonly used morning phrase, she rolled over and said, "Five more minutes!"

It's been about 20.  I'd better go get her up.