Heat Wave

We had a killer heat wave here this last week (thanks, jet stream). Tor weathered it like a champ, probably helped by our buckling and buying an air conditioner when the thermometer hit 103. We had two nights of family sleepover in the living room (us on the air mattress and Tor in the Pack-N-Play), since our bedrooms are upstairs (= kilnlike environment). It brought back youthful memories of cloyingly hot nights sleeping on the pull-out couch in the basement with my brother and sister. Somehow those nights always seemed very festive. Too bad Tor's not old enough to appreciate it.

Here's the hot potato on the couch after he fell asleep nursing and I snuck out from beneath him:

Tor's drop-in co-op daycare, KidsPark, had a fundraising carnival on Saturday, so Lars and I volunteered in order to earn our summer co-op hours. We managed two games: Duck Catch and Fishing Pond. This was one of the more temperate days--80ish--so lots of kids came out. None of the games interested Tor, unsurprisingy, but Lars did take him to the little petting zoo to see the animals (including a kangaroo and a monkey!). Tor had a mini-meltdown and teeth marks for days following when a goat nipped the bottom of his foot, but his attitude bounced back fast and he chilled in the shade while we policed the ponds.

On Sunday, we drove to the Wisconsin border for a day of bouldering with our buddy Joe. We moved around to stay in the shade, and hardly any bugs are out yet, making for ideal conditions. Tor seemed engaged when placed on a slab:

He started the day wearing shorts but soiled them immediately

and he took a nice nap on the bouldering pad.

Most of the time, he just relaxed and observed. We can't put sunscreen on him yet (two more weeks), so he's wearing a little rashguard from Aunt Jodi with UV protection. When he gets a little bigger he'll fit into the matching trunks! The sun hat is a hand-me-down from Sonia--he's also still trying to grow into the two masculine ones he has.

Just like Daddy circa 2002

Finally, this was our first occasion to bust out the Kelty baby backpack that we got at REI a few months ago. Tor seemed to get a kick out of being at head height.

Is it strange that nine years later, Lars is still wearing my sunglasses?

"MUSH!"