Reilly and I ran out at 9:00 this morning for a quick stop at the drycleaners, to pick up a few items at Whole Foods, and for a swing at the Union Square playground. I was in shorts and a collared shirt, and I was sweating bullets.
It wasn't much better in the apartment, where we were confined for the rest of the day. Our brave window unit worked its hardest, but was only able to keep our living room cool. Using our highly accurate duck bath thermometer, we were able to get a reading of 97 degrees in our kitchen. At 5:00pm.
Being inside was tough on everyone, but most difficult for Reilly, who desperately wants to stretch her legs and show off her newfound walking skills. To assuage her boredom, she took to climbing into anything that would house her little body. This included her radio flyer wagon, her old bathtub (currently stored in the middle of the living room), a large flower pot, and a small basket. The latter of these two are pictured below:
Hey Abuela-
ReplyDeleteWe did the tub thing. That lasted about 20 minutes. Thought about taking the bus to MoMA, except I was betting that the rest of the City was thinking the same thing.
Also, noted that it was 88 degrees in Miami today. That means it was 12 degrees higher here, so don't give me any of that "Florida is hot and you're going to suffer crap." ;-)
love,
your illustrious son-in-law,
who knows all and is always right,
(except when it comes to conflicting opinions with your daughter, in which case I am always wrong and she is always right),
-Brian
Now did I say you were going to suffer?Ha!
ReplyDeleteI'm always right too.Except when it comes to my lovely husband- then he is always right (or so he thinks) Mmmm, wonder where your lovely wife gets that from.
As the old saying goes- If Momma aint happy, aint nobody happy.
xoxo
Abuela