Qute Quote

On March weather...

I was outside trying to Windex the glass front door. The wind was blowing so hard, it dried the cleaner before I could wipe it off. What a work out.

Beside me, J was sitting on the front step, attempting to put on his socks and shoes. I hear this little voice declare, "It's MY sock, wind, it's MINE." It took me a few seconds to figure out that my child was talking to the wind. He has such a quirky sense of humor. His Granni will be proud.