Frost On The Pumpkin

This morning when C and I went out to get in the van to drive to day care, the windows were all frosted up. No big deal with the front and rear - a swipe with the wipers took care of it. As we headed off down the street, I ran the driver and passenger side windows down and back up to wipe the frost off of them.

As the cold air hit C in the backseat, he popped off with "Sheesh! Are you crazy in the head?"

Me: "Why yes, I am. Thank you for asking."

From the back of the van came a little voice: "Oh great. I've got a crazy mother."

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