Stinkin' Hot . . .

. . . that's what the mercury was pointing to today. Another, more official source, said 102. Which is still is considered 'stinkin' in my book.

The Gibson Five beat the heat by staying indoors as long as possible, with blinds drawn and A/C pumping. (Although I only set my thermostat to 75 because I'm trying to conserve at least a little!) We had to go out in the afternoon to take Sissy to dance, and of course frequent Farmers Market. No Thursday would be complete without stopping by Oakhill Organics, or grabbing a couple of Red Fox macaroons to bring home to Daddy! Garrett and Carter also walked down to the corner (while I supervised) to get lemonade from the neighbor boy. I have no idea how that little guy was tolerating sitting out there, but he must be making some moola because he's been out there the past few days! I'm running out of quarters!

Yes, Carter has on mud boots. Even better, one is his, (probably too small since it was purchased 11 months ago), and one is Garrett's!

This evening, when it had cooled down to 90ish in the shade, the kids played for a bit in the wading pool. The boys were in and completely nakey before I got their suits on it. We were in the back yard and no one can really see them, so I didn't worry about it. Although it did make getting blogable pictures a little challenging!



Tomorrow is supposed to be nice and hot too!