November 19

I may have spent my formative years in a place where it snows, but I've become progressively less cold-tolerant as I've aged.

So ironically, this was Brady when I dropped him off at school this morning. He was wearing shorts. And it was 36 degrees.

I just shrugged and half-laughed to myself as he walked away.

My kids are definitely their own people with their own preferences and opinions. And I think that's just fine, because God created us to be our own unique selves. I may not understand their choices at times, but I'm blessed to be able to watch them learn and grow nonetheless.