A Blog from the Fog

Winter in Logan, Utah. I think it was 6 degrees when I checked last. Good thing Tommy gave me a "Snuggie" for Christmas. You can't have too many blankets (or pillows... or shoes... or earrings...) It boggles my brain that as kids, we used to go out in this kind of cold routinely, with or without gloves or hats, and slide down frozen hillsides until we couldn't feel our feet. What were we thinking? And what kind of fun is that? It must have something to do with the rate of brain development in children.