at our place, forty-six degrees means:
-plum-colored mums shivering on the front porch
-thick hot chocolate, plumed with whipped cream and a dusting of cocoa
-lots of sibling togetherness (which basically means that Zee has to dole out more quarters than usual for harassing his younger brother)
-the commencement of Christmas carols (hey, only 61 days, 10 hours, 9 minutes and counting)
-trains snaking along wooden tracks
-the wearing of fleeced hoodies and striped knee-socks
-creamy soups and warm waffles
-board games and snuggly book time.
Here's hoping your Wednesday involves fuzzy socks. :) Be warm, friends.
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