Saturday, July 19, 2008

Hot Summer Nights

For the most part I think we're good neighbors. We are friendly, quiet and clean, with a well-kept house and yard. We are, however, the only ones who hang wet towels and bathing suits all along our back deck to dry and let our baby sit out on the front sidewalk in our snobby suburban neighborhood, playing with the hose in nothing but his diaper because it's 95+ degrees this week and nothing makes him happy like water does.

We've done this several times this week, but last night he ate several pieces of mulch and choked on two pieces of grass, despite our best efforts to keep things out of his mouth. We may have to come up with a safer white trash activity at some point, but for now this keeps Calvin entertained for longer than you would think.