Pacific Northwesterners are funny.
No matter how much we moan and whine about the endless rain, when the temperature hits 85, we go on and on like the heat wave of the century has hit.
My family is no exception to this. Hot weather turns the kids into frazzled, little hot messes. And so, the air conditioning goes on, and stays on, until the temperature dips back into the respectable 70’s.
This weekend, when the mecury soared to a whopping 91 degrees, we decided to dust off the kiddie pool. The kids had a blast. They stayed in the pool all day Sunday, and only came out to eat, nap and go to the bathroom.
Actually, that last part isn’t entirely true. As you can guess from the title (no, I didn’t stutter), we ended up with a little extra poo in the pool. (Yes, mom forgot to buy swimming diapers for the little one.)
But honestly? That’s one hot mess I don’t mind cleaning up. Especially if what I get in return are rejuvenated little bodies, cooler temperaments and wrinkled, happy kids.
For that, I’m more than willing to fish out the occasional floater.