St. Lucy and her handmaiden didn’t exactly need the candle this morning…

Unlike years past, mom missed the 5:30 a.m. alarm.  Perhaps staying up until 3:00 a.m. was a bad idea…

Why was I up until 3:00 a.m.?

Drying laundry, of course!  The first load wouldn’t dry…apparently the hose was clogged with lint…

So our dear little ones served us this morning, by the light of day…it was still so very sweet…

As is the growing pile of clean laundry.

Sweet…