E-Man is my 3 year old son. (If you ask him, he will lie and tell you he is four. Drake, his very best friend is four; therefore, E-Man wants to be four.) For the last week, E-Man has gotten into his jim-jams, brushed his teeth, and turned off his light. Blessed bedtime. Then, he changes into his swim trunks. And only his swim trunks. He wears them every night to sleep. Who knows what he is thinking?! Idaho + December = Swim trunks. See? This is why math does not make sense.
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Brrrr! It gets to about 7:00 around here and I start layering clothes and blankets. I can't imagine swim trunks. What temperature is your house at night? We turn ours down to 66.
Makes total sence to me. He is a California boy and you need to move and be my neighbor:)
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