Yesterday, when we went to the grocery store, the little temperature gauge on my rearview mirror read 85 degrees.
Then sings my soul!
For a little while at least, our baked bodies have been taken out of the oven and set on the counter to cool a bit. Oh heavenly day!
And, quite literally, when it rains it pours. Our perfect bliss was made more so, when the clouds gathered up and showered down blessed rain upon us.
We had hot cocoa. I didn't think this was altogether necessary, but my littles wanted to complete the coziness 🙂
And really, when they are all wet and wrapped in towels, grinning ear to ear with the utter joy of boys that have played in "real rain!", there's not a lot that I'd say no to.