Why do we live in the desert? I asked myself that today as I had lunch in the 105 degree shade. It was a work lunch, and I slowly melted as I ate. Someone thought a picnic would be nice. How crazy is that?
Then I walk into the house and the wild one looks at me with big, green eyes and says "Mama, can we go the park? I want to go to the playground." How can I turn that down? Off we went.
It's triple digits at 8:15. The sun sank, but the heat doesn't. Why do we live in the desert? Who thought it would be a good idea to habitate it? I'm just not sure. And how do children ignore it? They are superhuman!
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