Today must've been over 40 degrees with a humidex hovering somewhere around 300. Not sure what made today feel so different...every day here is stinking hot. Opening the patio doors felt like opening the dryer, after it had been running for 6 hours straight. With fireballs in it. While drinking freshly squeezed hot pepper juice.
Would've been nice to spend this kind of a day in the pool. But not possible because 2 yr old Max has decided that he will no longer wear swim-up diapers. We spent 30 minutes debating/fighting it out in the front hall. Him standing naked and yelling, "No swim up, mum. Just my penis." Which would've been fine, except that the pool is shared by the other 30 families that live in this complex. Max has not mastered the art of using a toilet yet and, in fact, sometimes takes great pleasure in NOT using a toilet. Let's just say he likes to pee in corners. Zella yelling, "Mom, Max is peeing on my (insert various items here) again" is a very common phrase these days.
So no pool for us. Maybe tomorrow.
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I understand why you didn't attach a picture of that Mara :) xoxo, Ale
Ha! Good one Ale.:) Yeah, couldn't do that to little Maxi....but you (of all people!) can imagine how the conversation played out with him...
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