The 50 degree weather during our time in Montreal and Wisconsin caught us unprepared, and caused me to lose some faith in summer. Amazingly, Mikaela appears *not* to have inherited any of my Southeast Asian cold-bloodedness in her.
Like her dad, she thrives in cool weather, but melts in the heat:
In front of the Notre Dame Basilica, sporting a sundresson a wet and windy day (Montreal).
Melting like butter on a humid Missouri day.~ Mrs. Arcfide
