I heard from Rafe today - it's a balmy 104 degrees there, down from 110. When I told him it was 64 and breezy here last night, I think I heard him cry.
Amelia has taken to telling me, "No, MA'AM!!" when I let her know it's time for bed. Apparently she has concluded it's what I say when I want her to stop doing something or she can't have what she has asked for (although I don't say it quite like that!)... and has cleverly figured out that if she says it to me, she would be able to stop me from putting her to bed.
Do you know how hard it is not to laugh when she puts her hands on her hips and says it very firmly in all seriousness?