It was 26 degrees at 9 am yesterday. It turns out that anything above 25 degrees and I cease to function as a normal, rational human being. Let alone a good parent. Its just to hot. I got ratty. She got ratty. Nothing worked. We couldn’t find a rhythm or groove with which to roll through the day with.
Literally things we flew through the day before became huge sticking points. Simple tasks (like go wash your face) were tasks that required questions and triple explanations. My chocolate consumption quadrupled.
So, exciting and adventurous beings that we are, we went to the woods. Again. Literally for what I think was the 6th day running.
We really need to move to a place with more variety.