That's what the thermometer on my truck read as I was picking Andrew up from school this afternoon. SEVENTY EIGHT degrees on December 11th! Something is inherently wrong with me wearing shorts and a t-shirt in the middle of December. This is nuts.
And to think there's a crippling ice storm just a few states away. Not that I'm complaining, it's just weird.
The kids and I took full advantage of the great weather and played outside this afternoon. Well...they played and I scooped dog poop. Grand life, huh? Heh heh.
Added benefit of the day: both kids in bed by 7:15, completely worn out. I love it!
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