We got a robo-call at 5:45 am to inform us that school would be starting two hours late today due to "road conditions." I reset my alarm and settled in for a longer sleep (once my heart stopped pounding*). My younger son popped into my room around the usual wake-up time. I told him that school was delayed. I assumed he would tell his brother. I got up late, showered, strolled downstairs to find my older son looking a little concerned.
"Aren't we going to be late?"
"Didn't your brother tell you school was delayed?"
Then they both told me that they made their own lunches and breakfast and cleaned up their dishes! A pretty good morning for mom.
*Seriously, do not call me at 5:45 am unless someone is dead or dying.