Okay, make that five straight years.
After staying north of 100 degrees since the snow melted, you've redeemed yourself with this week's heavenly 80-degree highs and light wind.
For myself, it means a 180-degree attitude adjustment. (And new conversation topics, thank heavens.) More importantly, we are once again an active, happy family with fresh air breezing through the house, despite Anthony's fear that lead paint chips will blow from the windowsills and fall into the kids' cereal bowls.
We can be outdoors long enough to watch a soccer game...
...and run our hands through the breeze without fear of heat combustion. (That's Romy's hand on the way home from the park.)
So, dear Wichita weather, please stay as long as you'd like. It makes a girl feel right at home.
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