No one is up yet at my daughter’s house, except for me. I cherish this time alone, especially because this is a snow day. It is still dark and there is snow on the ground and plenty of wind. I just finished folding my granddaughter’s hearts. When she gets up she will have the day to weave the halves together, finish homework, practice her cello, and have some outdoor fun. Even better, she can sleep in. Before bed last night I announced that everyone should sleep as long