Wednesday, June 17, 2009
After buckets of cool, rainy days, we finally had a hot one yesterday. I haven't turned on the air conditioning though, as Atticus hates the stuff.
But, he had baked bread for dinner, and the kitchen was stuffy. So, after dinner, Ramona was a bit cranky (we call the quick onset of such behavior the e-crabola virus) and complained that the house was "roasting!" I suggested we go outside and take a walk.
"It's cooler outside -- you'll feel better," I encouraged.
On the front porch, as I was sweeping her hair up into a ponytail, I said, "See? Isn't it much nicer out here?"
"Yes," she said, with relief. "And I'm much nicer out here."