Kolbe: Mom, would you rather die by sweating to death in the hot sun OR by freezing to death in the cold?
Kolbe: And you can't say neither. You have to choose one.
Me: Hmmm? What? Why?
What would you choose?
**Three days have gone by and I have yet to give my answer!! It seems to be the recurring dinner question. I better decide quickly!**
August/September birthday gathering
3 weeks ago