I am a California girl. Born and raised. But, I am NOT a southern California girl. My body is set to be comfortable at a moderate 70-75 degrees. So every year when summer comes around, I listen as all my friends cheer for the heat that I dread. Don’t get me wrong, I like a nice warm day now and then. It’s fun to hit mid 80’s and be able to splash around in the water…but mid 80’s is no where near the heat we have been having. For the last week we have been experiencing triple digit heat. That’s right! 100 degrees or more! Come on, that’s not a little heat… that’s like the surface of the sun! I’m sure that Frank is tired of hearing me moan about the weather. *yes I am* I run from my air conditioned house, to my air conditioned car to where ever I’m going, which will certainly be air conditioned. I had to work the other day so I begged Frank to run us down to 7-11 for a soda. I think I am keeping the Coca Cola company in business this summer! The thermometer in the car said 106 degrees! ONE-O-SIX!!! To be fair it did cool down once we drove a bit, to 102. But I’m sorry, 102 degrees at 5:30pm is just awful! Since Frank and I were having soda, we decided to get Liam his very first Slurpee. It was cherry. It was horribly messy. It was, in Liam’s opinion, absolutely delicious! We ran home and loaded Liam in his chair in hopes of keeping the cherry red mess contained.
Finn got his share.
He got this trait from Frank! Just like his Daddy!
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