Weather

Tomorrow’s it. Tomorrow’s high is 71 degrees. And then we’re down into the 40s. Yikes. Actually, when I read that forecast out loud a moment ago, with a tone of horror in my own voice, Ashby practically yelled, “Sweet!” He’s the most warm-natured person I’ve ever met. With the possible exception of the 9yo and her dad. Really, it’s a close call between the 3 of them.

It’s hard to say right now about the 3yo. He thinks it’s fun to put a coat on, except when he doesn’t. I guess he hasn’t chosen his team — coats or no coats — yet.

Me? I’ll be at the park for a nice walk in the morning before the rain comes in, and then I’ll be back home turning up the heat and getting out all the fleece blankets. [Haha, I'm kidding. I got the fleece blankets out two weeks ago.]

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