Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Thru this pregnancy Chris and I have been having issues about what to keep the temp of the house at. Perfect example, last night. We got home around 8:30, I thought the house was wonderfully perfect at 65 degrees. Chris thought it was freezing. Brady is a hot little guy, so he probably fell somewhere between chris and I. Chris wanted the heat at 70! I told him I hate waking up sweaty, lets go for 67 to get the chill out. Luckily we compromised at 68. I embrace these freezing nights and cooler days- and I so ready not to complain daily that I am HOT!