Let’s talk about summer with a small human. It’s been a learning curve, to be sure. Last summer Owen was nothing but sweat and milk cheeks. We could sit on the deck in the shade for at least ten minutes before he lost his mind. This year, there’s a lot more dirt and sunscreen and chasing involved. It’s been fun, really.
Here’s our summer recap, in list form:
- Splash pads, all of them. We’ve visited what feels like an endless string of them, most multiple times. Owen’s reaction to the situation ranges from timidity to crazy-eyed glee, depending what day it is and the fullness of the moon. Good times.
- Parks with sand. Sand is kind of my nemesis at this point; it seems to coat sticky toddler skin in a film that’s impenetrable to anything but an actual bath. Owen is a big, big fan.
- Iced coffee.
- The desperate search for air conditioning. Hot summers are one thing in parts of the country equipped for such circumstances; Portland is not one of those places. Target is great for air conditioning and general renewal of sanity, obviously. I can tell you definitively that the Target nearest my house opens at 8:30 a.m.
- Early bedtimes for the baby, and rosé.
Autumn, we are ready.