Summertime...

You know you have a long summer ahead of you when you find yourself longing for autumn...two days after summer begins!

And it really isn't a scorcher, yet. I think we're getting up to the mid-90s, now. I even have a swamp cooler and a lovely basement that doesn't get too hot. I don't know if I'm feeling it more because of the pregnancy, or if I'm just in a mood, but...argh! It's summer and I don't want it!

Okay. Whine over. You who live in Las Vegas and Arizona can mock me now.

On an unrelated note, Ezra just came up to me and said, "My foot is broken, my foot is broken." What? Turns out he just wanted a kiss for a bumped (bonked) foot. But broken?