We should get our act together though, and check the weather forecast once and awhile, and make sure it's not going to be, oh, I don't know... 43 degrees outside first! And then we could show a little compassion, and keep our kids in that day.
My point is... it was 43 degrees outside the other day. I think my skin burned off a little bit.
Here are the red faces of our children after being outside for twenty minutes at 9.00 in the morning that dreadful day.
Why did you make us go outside?
Why did you make me go outside?
Why did you make me go outside?I think I got my just reward though, because as we were outside that dreadful morning, playing at the park, a huntsman spider fell on my head (You are gonna want to click that link). Not to worry... it wasn't raining spiders that day... it was a dreadful day, but not that dreadful. I just made the mistake of trying to play on the equipment with my children... and that's when the horrific incident occurred. Let that teach you a lesson, people... don't play with your children. Just don't do it.
Or just stay inside when it's 43 degrees outside!
And in other totally unrelated news, I have made certain promises that it's high time I kept. Like posting a picture of the ring my handsome husband got me for Christmas. And because I still suffer from the trauma of being teased mercilessly by school kids for my freakishly ugly hands, you are not getting a picture of it on my finger.
Instead, I let my daughter model it for you. She was very happy about that arrangement, let me tell you, and was not very willing to give the ring back once I was done the photo shoot.
