So, Dallas is a basically a desert in the summer. We have had almost 40 days of 100 degree temperature or higher. This was some kind of a record. Needless to say, we can't go outside much unless we go to the pool. The last week was 107, 108, 110, 111. Crazy hot and no fun to be outside. It's like opening an over door and sticking your head in.
So, it was 95 degrees today and it was like a cool wave had blown through. People were out walking, which I haven't seen in months. We went to the park, which we haven't done in months. You climbed on top of the tunnel. You are so much bigger bow. I remember when you were just a baby trying to get up on that jungle gym and I'd help you, and now, you are a little monkey. You were so proud. You climb everything! Of course you had to climb on top of it instead of it (you always take the road less traveled by). You liked the challenge. The last time we were there, you could not do it, but the bigger boys were and you remembered.
We came home and played with Gracie and Codi in the backyard. You and Gracie had a little tug of war game! The question is - is it sad when you are happy it's 95 degrees outside? Haha. We had a great time!
I love you, Mamma
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