The Night Owl

This week is proving to be very hot. Try as I might, I am struggling to dream up places to, "go". Andrew is getting a bit stir crazy. Yesterday night I took Andrew over to my dad's house and had him help me take his trash cans out. Afterwards we went to the gas station to get gas for our car and an icee for Andrew. I knew this wasn't a terribly exciting outing, but what was I to do when it was still over eighty degrees and extremely humid?

When we got home, Andrew refused to get out of the car. I enlisted his dad's help and we wiggled/pushed him out. However, Andrew decided that he was just as happy to sit in the grass and rock back and forth watching the darkness fall around him.

I sat in our doorway and watched Andrew and waited. I don't know why he thought the humid darkness was so fun, but it was a quarter past eleven before I talked him inside.

This morning, as I got him ready for school, I looked him over and I didn't see even one insect bite. :)