My face: officially melting
I cannot believe how hot it has been these last few days. We went from having wonderful weather in the high 60's, low 70's to hell on earth. The humidity is enough to smother anyone who walks outside and I have been constantly sweating since, oh let's see, LAST Thursday. So pleasant. Not to mention I have some crazy heat rash on my feet that is itching me half to death AND I am six months pregnant. Really, it couldn't get any better.
Poor Bud has only been able to go outside in the early mornings because it is so hot by mid-morning because I would rather keep a toddler cooped up and running around inside our teeny tiny house, then suffer these devilish temperatures. I am sure he thinks I am trying to torture him, but little does he know that if we went outside I would melt into a puddle of nothingness and then he would have to fend for himself until someone found him, which, all in all, not a good thing.
Also, the air in my office isn't working, so it's a balmy 85 degrees INSIDE. Woe is me.
In other more uplifting news, my son is still the cutest thing that walks on two legs and is forever entertaining J and myself. Just yesterday he sat down on the carpet in the living room, pulled out a book, placed it in his lap (upside down), and began flipping pages and talking to himself. I nearly died from the cuteness as well as how grown-up he seemed at that moment. He is losing traces of his baby self everyday and more and more we are seeing the little boy that he is becoming. He has such a good sense of humor and loves to giggle and laugh. Yesterday evening J grabbed a spatula and put it down the backside of Bud's shorts, so he was walking around with a spatula as an erect tail. It was quite funny to watch, and at first Bud wasn't sure what to make of the whole situation, but after a few moments he really started enjoying himself. He also realized how much his father and I enjoyed this whole show, I think that encouraged him to adjust a little more quickly to a foreign object sticking out of his backside.
The evening entertainment must have had a positive affect on Bud because this morning he picked up two of his stuffed animals and motioned for me to put them down the back of shorts. Then he proceeded to do a little dance with a stuffed monkey and stuffed bear poking their heads of his shorts. I love that kid.
Poor Bud has only been able to go outside in the early mornings because it is so hot by mid-morning because I would rather keep a toddler cooped up and running around inside our teeny tiny house, then suffer these devilish temperatures. I am sure he thinks I am trying to torture him, but little does he know that if we went outside I would melt into a puddle of nothingness and then he would have to fend for himself until someone found him, which, all in all, not a good thing.
Also, the air in my office isn't working, so it's a balmy 85 degrees INSIDE. Woe is me.
In other more uplifting news, my son is still the cutest thing that walks on two legs and is forever entertaining J and myself. Just yesterday he sat down on the carpet in the living room, pulled out a book, placed it in his lap (upside down), and began flipping pages and talking to himself. I nearly died from the cuteness as well as how grown-up he seemed at that moment. He is losing traces of his baby self everyday and more and more we are seeing the little boy that he is becoming. He has such a good sense of humor and loves to giggle and laugh. Yesterday evening J grabbed a spatula and put it down the backside of Bud's shorts, so he was walking around with a spatula as an erect tail. It was quite funny to watch, and at first Bud wasn't sure what to make of the whole situation, but after a few moments he really started enjoying himself. He also realized how much his father and I enjoyed this whole show, I think that encouraged him to adjust a little more quickly to a foreign object sticking out of his backside.
The evening entertainment must have had a positive affect on Bud because this morning he picked up two of his stuffed animals and motioned for me to put them down the back of shorts. Then he proceeded to do a little dance with a stuffed monkey and stuffed bear poking their heads of his shorts. I love that kid.
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