Baby, it’s cold outside. And this is what the little treasures had left on my car window this morning.
I wonder how long before I’m getting rude words and pictures of willies instead of grinning faces.
If I'm going to get something, I usually get it in spades - luck (both kinds), children, clutter, dirty laundry, bright ideas, daft ideas...
Was it your little treasures or someone elses?
I'll bet it's really cold up your way! X.