It was incredibly foggy and misty outside this morning. We were on our way out the door to visit my mom at school when Will exclaimed, "Mommy, it's frosty outside!" I paused for a second, thinking that no, it certainly wasn't frosty at nearly 60*. He repeated it about eleventy billion times before I realized that he meant foggy. And the rest of our conversation went something like this...
Me: "Yes, it's very foggy outside!"
Will: "No. It's frosty, Mommy. It's frosty outside!"
Me: "I think you mean foggy. It's hard to see because the clouds are so low to the ground."
Will: "Right. Frosty."
Well, then. I stand corrected ;)
*(December Daily is still happening. I'll have a catch up post later this week...craziness around here means less time dedicated to blogging!)
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
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