Weather phenomenon

It's a strange thing about living several states away from your extended family... you suddenly start getting phone calls to see if you are okay when the Weather Channel says bad weather came through the area. :o) It's nice to be loved, but it always cracks me up when someone calls to see if we are flooded when it didn't flood anywhere near us! Anything near Texas is near enough to warrant a phone call. How about when Katrina hit southeast Texas and New Orleans? Yep - phone calls to see if we are getting bad weather too. We are as close to Katrina's wrath as central Illinois is to the Wisconsin Dells. Ah, well... again, it is good to be loved.

So, the weather channel says that the high today was near 90 and tomorrow's high is supposed to be 60. Wow! We dug around in the neatly labeled clothing bins in the boys' closets and found some long sleeved shirts and pants for them to wear to school tomorrow. I always love the change of seasons. You've gotta love growing boys that certainly don't fit into the pants that you filed away so neatly last fall thinking that they'd be able to wear it for another season. Digging through Franklin's jeans, I think we stumbled upon ONE solitary pair of jeans that do NOT have holes in the knees. (if you have boys, you know what i'm talking about!)

And so the seasons of life carry on and the boys continue to outgrow (or wear out) their clothes...