J and I discussed the weather this morning on the brief ride to school. Yesterday my car thermometer read 105 steaming degrees at one point, and this morning it was at a cool 60.
J stated that he loves it when it's about 70 or 75 degrees. I agreed.
"Wouldn't it be neat if we could just order the weather we wanted?" I asked.
J thought about this for a moment, and then started making up his own prayer -- in Hebrew -- asking G-d for nice weather.
Sometimes he amazes me.