Peeps.
This morning I wanted to get out of the house with Clem. I stepped outside and decided it wasn't 'so cold' and that I could go skiing with her on my back. I got her and me all suited up, which takes about half an hour and involves getting hotter and hotter as more and more layers are applied until I can barely stand being inside the house. We don't have a thermometer in the house, so it was not until I got in the car with C that I learned that it was 12 degrees out. I thought it wasn't so cold- was it the sun which deceived me? We went skiing anyway and I think C was in an agony of chill for the entire 40 minutes.
We got back from Florida on Saturday, pictures of chilly overcast beach fun coming soon.
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