When I emerged from underneath the covers, I shivered.
As I tiptoed down the hall, my bare feet curled in protest against the cold hardwood.
In the almost-dawn light, I powered up my laptop to see just what my Weatherbug had to tell me about the day.
It was only 49 degrees outside at the time, with a high in the low 70s for later in the day.
I smiled contentedly, shut the screen, and crawled back in bed with Seth curled up against my side.