Warm

There's a longer post coming later, about heat and bugs, but for now I give you this:

Me: See, the big yellow bushes are forsythia.
Patrick: Like Sissy! [what he calls Lilly] It's for-sissy-a!

He grinned at me, so proud of himself.  I love this age sometimes.
(Also, speaking of her, Lilly was in a much better mood today.  Not one tantrum; just accidentally shoving a stick down her throat and coughing a ton.)