Winter...

A few days ago I was driving with Aubrey on a too-warm-to-actually-be-winter, almost 80 degree afternoon, and she started talking about ice skating, reminiscing about how fun it was to go ice skating in Colorado and again at an open-air rink with the youth in England. She then commented that "maybe when it's winter, they'll pour a rink and we can go ice skating here."

Now I try not to laugh at my children (out loud anyway) when they make cute but absurd statements, but this time I burst right out laughing. After composing myself, I simply said, "Aubs, Honey, it's February--this IS winter--remember how in the summer here you feel like you're melting?"

It took her a couple of minutes to figure out where the breakdown had been, but then she sullenly replied, "Oh, yah, this is Texas."

Poor cold-climate baby!