Friday, June 5, 2009
This has turned into kind of a mom blog, hasn't it? It won't be that way forever, I promise (I may or may not be crossing my fingers behind my back). But for now, my life kind of revolves around diapers and tantrums, ya know? Now that its summer, the sun has declared war with my family. The position of our house doesn't aid us at all in the battle. There is no shade in the front yard at all. I hate keeping Eleanore locked up like a wild beast all day, so I took note of the cool air that lingers until around 9am, and used it to my advantage. You want us sun? Fine, come and get us. Yesterday morning I had both kids dressed, drenched in sun block (a temporary fix for the UV rays, but nothing when it comes time for combat), and out the door and on our way to the park before the sun could even see us. The walk to the park is nice. Its just around the corner, but with a 2 year old in tow, takes us quite a while. I thought I heard a rattle, so we maybe ran part of the way, but other than that it was very relaxing. It didn't take long for the sun to catch up with us, he must have smelt the Coppertone, so the adventure soon came to an end. But not before the swings went into full motion and butts dove into puddle holding slides. I'll leave out the details of the 9 hour water filled sippy standoff, and the massive first solid food poops had by my 5 month old. Trust me, yesterday was a day for the Herman history books. I'm planning a rematch with the Sun tomorrow morning.