Heat Wave

So, as the temperature rose to 100 F and Robert was fussy anyway, having bid his Daddy goodbye not an hour before for his trip to NC- we decided to stay in and chill in the toy room with his buddy E.

I stood at the ready, waiting to be needed or to entertain, but the two buds just took to playing, only occasionally pushing each other’s buttons or wanting a toy the other one had. They were both a little sleepy too because once I started reading a Bernstein Bears, they just snuggled up on either side and listened through half mast eyes. Both enjoyed their vegan ginger snaps (note tummy size.)

(Did that mean that either of them actually took a nap? Noooooooo.)

Later, after another errand we met up again at the Old Town swimming pool and both Mommies and boys had a good time kicking around. Imagine my shock though when Robert challenged me to a race across the pool. I had to laugh. “Get out of here! You don’t have a chance - you’ll be lucky to pick up my wake. You can’t even swim!” Off he went kick-kick-kicking in his swimmy-vest. Let’s just say Mommy creamed him and didn’t let him get away with being cute and saying he won. He moved on to triumphantly announcing that he came in second. Mommy likes outdoor swimming pools on hot summer days.