Like going to be 93 this weekend hot. That is July weather in Logan and it is only April here. We are in for it.
Everyday on the way home from school, Seth begs me to let him take off his shirt.
I am the mean Mom who tells him no, you have to stay dressed until we get home.
Tired of listening to his whining, we did something about the heat and this boy.
|He is not as unhappy about this as he would have us think|
|My handsome boy|
|Daddy trying to make himself a "rug" of Seth's discarded hair.|
|Like Father, Like Son|