Are We There Already?
During the continent-wide heat wave, we were pretty much all hot. (Here, "all" means "humans living on the North American continent." ) In the places like South Carolina, where every place we went had air conditioning if it was enclosed, it was hot outside but cool inside. (Exception: sailing on the Schooner Pride; it was cool on the water. That was two hours of tolerable weather, outside.) When we were at home, at Bear's Retreat, we were hot. Sure, the walls are a foot thick, but 96 degree heat with high humidity defeated even Bear's Retreat. We had to drag the portable fans in so we could sleep.
The report from the San Francisco Bay Area, where nobody has air conditioning cause nobody ever needs it, was that our son and his family had to go to a hotel because it was 105 degrees in their house.
So this provided the only time I know of when kids, put in the car and told they were going on a vacation, got to the hotel (which was about 10 minutes away), and remarked upon arrival, "are we there already?"
In other news, the kittens, who are now cats, have developed talents besides the ones they already had of jumping on the humans' heads in the middle of the night whilst catching bugs, and eating important documents whilst under the impression that they've found kitty toys.
Chanthra has started watching tv. No, really. She watched it for at least 15 minutes last night. I'd say, "Chanthra, are you really watching the tv?" and she'd turn around and meow and go back to her program, which was, I believe, Medium.
If you have advice as to how many minutes a day she should be allowed to watch tv, please share. The child, who's almost 10, gets an hour. Chanthra's only 1, but then of course, she's a cat.
Dara, who is the main nefarious eater of important documents, has discovered an affinity with the child's stuffed animals. His favorite is the giant black panther (the child named her "Launsil," a name he made up when he was 6, which is when he met her). Sometimes he lies on her back as if they were stacked up in a stuffed animal store; sometimes he curls up with her, as if she was his mother:
But he doesn't watch tv.
Can't report on their computer use.
The report from the San Francisco Bay Area, where nobody has air conditioning cause nobody ever needs it, was that our son and his family had to go to a hotel because it was 105 degrees in their house.
So this provided the only time I know of when kids, put in the car and told they were going on a vacation, got to the hotel (which was about 10 minutes away), and remarked upon arrival, "are we there already?"
In other news, the kittens, who are now cats, have developed talents besides the ones they already had of jumping on the humans' heads in the middle of the night whilst catching bugs, and eating important documents whilst under the impression that they've found kitty toys.
Chanthra has started watching tv. No, really. She watched it for at least 15 minutes last night. I'd say, "Chanthra, are you really watching the tv?" and she'd turn around and meow and go back to her program, which was, I believe, Medium.
If you have advice as to how many minutes a day she should be allowed to watch tv, please share. The child, who's almost 10, gets an hour. Chanthra's only 1, but then of course, she's a cat.
Dara, who is the main nefarious eater of important documents, has discovered an affinity with the child's stuffed animals. His favorite is the giant black panther (the child named her "Launsil," a name he made up when he was 6, which is when he met her). Sometimes he lies on her back as if they were stacked up in a stuffed animal store; sometimes he curls up with her, as if she was his mother:
But he doesn't watch tv.
Can't report on their computer use.
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