Crackerjack has just figured out how to check the forecast on the computer. The other day he announced, "It's going to be foggy pretty soon. I saw it on WeatherBug."
And sure enough, early this morning we have fog. He just walked out to the family room a minute ago, took one look at our woods and broke into a sleepy grin. "Fog!" he declared proudly.
It's already burning off, and the day promises to be fine. (Sunny, 60 degrees.) But what a neat way to start the day!
Hope yours is a good one. :)