Friday, June 02, 2006

Freezing in the summer




Summer is probably my favorite season, overall. I love the heat, the smells, the relaxed pace (overall). The one thing I don't like about summer is freezing my hiney off indoors. It turns out that my child is the same way.















She has discovered swimming. She LOVES swimming. It doesn't matter how big or how small the pool is. Heck, she sat in a tub for over 2 hours the other day - a $5 Target tub that we purchased to put drinks in (which no one will now get a drink out of because there has been child hiney in it). We're now in the process of trying to figure out if it would be worth our while and money (and my sanity) to get a membership at a pool, because goodness knows that she would be content to play there for hours and hours at a time. That's something to ponder!









She loves summery, outdoorsy kind of activities. Blowing bubbles. Sandbox. Sidewalk chalk. Hopscotch. Outdoor dance parties. (Don't ask...but let's just say that the Monster Boogie gets played a LOT in the dance party mix!) And tents. We need to get an outdoor tent, I think, because my house just can't take many more indoor tents. We don't have enough space, or enough sheets to build all the tents she wants to make.


Notice that the bundle I'm holding in the sun has Dora the Explorere water shoes. She is freezing - blue lips and all! But she loved swinging in the hammock in the sun.











She HATES the air conditioner. Like me. Gets too cold. Can't say as I blame her. Brian likes it negative 40 in the house at all times. I'd prefer a nice balmy 80 or so, with no humidity. Year round. (Which is what kills us in the winter). Turns out that Melanie has the same idea there. She wants to be warm. Another thing in common.

Today in the car, she was telling us that she found another nickel. We were wondering where the heck she found the money, and Brian stuck his hand back there and asked her if she could hand it to him. She kept telling him that she couldn't, and he just didn't get it. He finally turned around (when we were stopped) and asked her if he could see the nickel, and she showed him a FRECKEL on her arm. I was crying laughing at that one. He was not as amused. Later this afternoon, she was looking at all the nickels on my arms too. Being out in the sun is bringing them out for both of us. She is so fair skinned though, and I'm so anal about sunblock, that I'm not sure she'll get many more. I don't want her to burn.




She is still like peas and carrots with Meredith. This picture is one of my favorite. Melanie is very girlie - loves dresses, fancy hair, etc. Meredith is a little bit more of a tom boy. Here they are in matching purple, matching pigtails. But Melanie has her dress, and Meredith has her jeans. The are playing fooseball at church, and having a blast. I think they were more interested in the ball and turning the dials than actually making the little guys kick the ball. It was fun to watch though!



Well, I'm out of thoughts for the evening. But I'll try to do better at keeping up with stuff. Enjoy the photos.

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