Last Thursday we had our first truly hot day (in the 90's ). I put the kids outside in their swimming suits to play in the sprinkler and invited Cousin Danny over. I cranked up the AC and cleaned my whole upstairs including floors and windows. We had a BLAST!
Addie, Danny, & Heidi playing "beach" on the deck, eating carmel corn and invisible raspberry kool-aid...good times!
Addie, Danny, & Heidi playing "beach" on the deck, eating carmel corn and invisible raspberry kool-aid...good times! PS: A certain acquaintance of mine was wondering how I can be both a morning person AND a night person (I love to stay up til at least midnight and I hate sleeping in, and until recently, I hadn't slept past 7am in YEARS). The answer to that query is (cue trumpets)
SIESTA!
Yes! We live a siesta culture here at my house. We have long since left the desert heat, but as for me and my house, we will take a nap. My mother in law tells me stuff like, "She oughtta be outgrowing her nap by now," (WHAT?!?!?), and I think to myself, oh, no, it's in her genes--I took a nap until I was----um, almost 36. And even if we don't sleep, this place shuts down after lunch. From 2-4, it's "quiwt time." That's just how we roll. So viva la siesta!





















