Hot

It was such a lovely day today.  After our visit to Sugarbush Farm, we hung out on the back porch.  Alistair pushed his dump truck up and down the side porch, and Charlotte followed him around.  Alistair was in bare feet and no coat.  Charlotte still had her coat and hat on, so I asked her if she wanted to take them off.  "Charlotte, are you hot?  Do you want to take your coat off." She looked down and said "Hot" and then blew on herself.