The Heat.

I hate the heat. I don’t like humidity. I generally hate summer and I’d prefer if it was ANY other season, all year long, even winter. So, on the first 80-something degree day of the year, when we were all literally dripping, and Charlie was a wee bit under the weather, I ventured outside for fresh air. With a bag of goodies, two partially crabby kids, the camera, and flip flops. Approximately 2.5 minutes later, we were all SO done with the outdoors that we traipsed back inside to cool off with the A/C on.