The Florida Popsicles
South Florida’s finest practice-watching set-up when it’s 50 degrees and you can’t feel your toes. Footie jammies, wool hat, baseball fleece blanket, bib, and a #1 finger to both suck on and cheer with.
The boys weren’t phased one bit.
But everyone else was. We even had a little tiny gremlin girl sneak into Daddy’s warm sweatshirt for extra heat and coziness. Lucky duck. That’s supposed to be MY spot, Amelia!
Looking forward to a bit more heat down here in the SUNSHINE state, although I’ll probably be eating my words in two weeks when it’s 102 degrees out with 120% humidity.
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