I woke, showered, and made breakfast for the kids. During the Christmas season I usually read from a selection of holiday books during meals--that day we began The Story of Holly and Ivy. We enjoyed it so much that I postponed our regular post-breakfast routine so we could keep reading.
We took a short break to make some hot chocolate and start a fire. I had no idea that while we were getting cozy, children a few miles down the street were literally running, or hiding, for their lives.