Keeping It Cool

For those of you who don't know it, Yale hates the heat, and that's an understatement. Earlier in the summer when our thermostat read 70 degrees, he informed me that he wouldn't be able to do anything all day because he was suffering from heat stroke. Now I will say that he does seem to have a much higher body temperature than me, but heat stroke at 70 degrees??? Anyway, on days when it's really hot we are often trying to find activities that we can do that will put us in an air-conditioned or cooler environment. This past Sunday, we decided to take both kids swimming. Olivia is a big fan of our local rec center. She loves to ride in the inner tubes (which she calls purple bagels). This was Sophia's first time in a pool. I can't say that she seemed to love it, but she didn't seem to hate it either. After swimming we went to the mall to get something to eat, where you could find every other Denver-West suburbanite who doesn't have air-conditioning. Olivia was dying to have some ice cream, so I waited in line at Dairy Queen for 20 minutes only to be waited on by an extremely grumpy DQ worker and to find out that they were out of Reese's, while Yale try to manage ready-for-a-nap Olivia and way-past-hungry Sophia. I don't think we'll be rushing back to the mall anytime soon. Intently watching her hands and feet move has become Sophia's favorite pastime. It's funny how fascinating that is to babies. It's also pretty interesting that it takes them 3 months to discover that these limbs waving in front of them belong to them, and that they have control of them (at least somewhat). I'm beginning to notice an unfortunate pattern with our two children. When one doesn't sleep, neither does the other one. Last week when Olivia was sick and not sleeping, Sophia quit sleeping through the night. Then when Olivia felt better and slept better so did Sophia. Last night Olivia woke up at midnight and 2:00 wanting a snack and to read books. Sophia woke up at 12:30 and 4:00 also wanting to eat. I guess part of being a mom is just accepting that a good night's sleep is rare.