Typical...

So I realized today that Jacob truly has the blood of a native Northern Michigander. As the temperature rose to a balmy 45 degrees today, Jacob demanded that I put his window down. So I complied, after all I was just getting the mail. But then when I pulled out on to US 31 and rolled the window back up while I drove 55 mph, tears. Tears. The only thing that calmed him down? Rolling the window back down. Oh my, he certainly fits in around here.