I’m sitting here in my darkened office with the a/c blasting. It’s 105 degrees outside.
I can’t help but think that I was born in Washington because if I’d been born somewhere where it was this hot all the time, I would not survive.
Apparently Mr. I thinks so as well.
do not fret though. We promised him popsicles.
Stay cool everyone.
He sure knows how to turn that frown upside down!