It was warm over the weekend so we opened the windows and let the fresh warm air blow in and warm up the house. I love days like that. Then Monday it turned cooler, what else would it do, it's spring!
I was in the kitchen when Eli came running in. He had apparently just looked at the thermostat. "Mom! Don't we try to keep the house at 60?"
"Yeah, in the winter we shoot for 60, but it's hard when it's really cold. Why?"
Smiling as big as a train, "Because it's 67 in here!"
Me realizing he looked at the thermostat, "Good! Guess it's still warm from being so hot yesterday."
Then he ran off happy. He is a happy precious boy!