Highs hovering at or below eighty, lows in the forties -- we have been delivered of the heat that has shattered hundred-year-old records. This morning found Tim scrounging for his school sweater and John wearing a hoodie while huddling under a flannel quilt.
"There's nothing cold about you, Mom," my shivering four-year-old shared. "I love you!"
It's going to be a good day.
1 comment:
That's funny. Last night I was getting all sorts of extra cuddles from the cat, and was feeling really happy about it - until I realised it was mostly because she was cold! Oh well, roll on the snuggly season. We have to take what we can get!
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