We hit a recordbreaking 92 degrees here yesterday.
92 degrees and my child was at the park in footie pajamas and winter boots.
This morning I confiscated all the footie pjs. I will keep 1 pair out for each of them, which they will have to "check out" for appropriate times- times like a cool night camping.
Normally I don't care that much what they wear but I am a little concerned about heat stroke.
So I did what I had to do.
On another note, this morning the boys came downstairs and reported that Berean was awake. I said, "well, I'd better head upstairs and see what state you left her in". Deacon gave me a quizzical look and said the name of our state, and then, "Why would you ask that?" We had a little conversation about different meanings of the word "state".
As far as my house and yard- well I am just going to keep plugging away at it. I am trying to have the boys help more and I am trying to remember to carry things to their appropriate places as I move around the house during the day so that there is less to do in the evenings. And I am just trying to come to the realization that I will probably not have anytime for "fun" for the next several years.
And I think I am ok with that, after all- 4 kids and a job is the lot that I have chosen.
Berean has been sleeping 9 hour stretches for the last couple nights! Yahoo!
She is so sweet- as has been said in the past (only that time about my cousin Molly)
"She has brought joy into our lives"