~ Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life ~
And happy and funny and real. We finally got our A/C installed yesterday. I think it is beautiful. Today will be the third day of “real feel” temps of 99/100. Our apartment is on the sixth floor and west facing. Someone else in our building did something (incredibly stupid) and their A/C fell out of the window and smashed someone else’s window so they are enforcing the policy of having them “professionally installed.” Best.$25.spent.all.summer.
And funny and real. Bigger had a blast pushing me on the swing. Littler tried to get on the action but unfortunately for him a 32lb not quite 3 year old is no match for a grown up on a swing. I didn’t know he wanted to push too until I felt a hit on my butt and heard him laughing – I had inadvertently knocked him on his butt. Luckily not quite 3 year olds think this kind of thing is hilarious.
“Look at me! I’m a walking talking book!”
And look at that – he’s started to develop a pretty-take-my-picture smile.
And pretty and happy and funny. We made a stop at Queenston Heights to check out the monuments. It was beastly hot. We stopped to look at (and take pictures of) all the historical monuments. The WeatherMan has a thing for the blue signs. This nice university student was willing to take a picture with the boys but Bigger played shy and Littler tried to as well… but was too interested in checking out his hat, which is apparently quite heavy.
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