But I prefer to think of it as my "summer thing". I mean, we all have our little idiosyncrasies (idiots-n-crazies), do we not? Apparently summer triggers this pattern of behavior in me.
Hey, there are worse things in life than the enjoyment of cold ice pops of a sweltering summer's day. Or fresh fruit so juicy that dribbles down your chin when you bite into it. Or a refreshing adult to help mama relax (okay, that sounded creepy...but you get my drift, right?).
