Hot Day

Yesterday was hot. With our broken central air and temperatures soaring into the nineties, I think I almost melted. All I wanted to do was go swimming and cool off. In what might be a first, however, the kids did not. They were throughly engaged with some of the neighborhood posse and preferred sprinklers and slip-n-slides to the pool.

First up, the slip-n-slide.


Well, except for Elisabeth who seemingly hates getting wet.

After a solid thirty minutes of playing, what do all young children seem to want? A snack, of course.

The grapes and pretzels revitalized the gang and even made the more keen observers of the group notice that the caterpillars they'd caught a while ago had all turned into chrysalises. That merited a neighborhood update, so throughly cool in their wet bathing suits, they're off, once again, oblivious to the heat.