It was 97 degrees on Tuesday. We set a record. For the RECORD, I want them note that is too damn hot for me right there in the Farmer’s Almanac.
This morning we woke up and it was 52 degrees.
Clearly Mother Nature has lost her mind.
What was my point? Oh yes, so this morning we were driving to school talking about how it feels like fall weather. Apparently the word fall must have triggered something because, Finn then tells our neighbor friends about the time that Dave jumped a fence. I started laughing because it is a ridiculous story and now that he’s all healed up it makes me laugh even more.
Finn: Once my dad broke both his arms jumping a fence!
Oldest Neighbor: Oh, when he was a kid?
Me: No, last summer.
Oldest Neighbor: WHY did he do that?
Me: Because he does dumb stuff. Trust me, you don’t want to jump fences. I think he learned his lesson.
Finn: Yeah. He had a cast.
Youngest Neighbor: Whoa.
Only my Davester.
Happy Friday 13th! Has the fall weather settled in at your house too?