It's a dry heat...

So it's hot here. It's hot here every summer. Yet, every summer I am shocked and appalled all over again, as if it were my first time. For those of you not from here, if you want to experience Phoenix in July try this; Turn your oven on until the knob won't turn anymore. Let said oven pre-heat for 30 minutes. Get dressed in your most comfortable, yet respectable hot-weather work clothes. Now, open the oven door and sit directly in front of it for 15 minutes. Just sit there. Now you have been through what it's like to get into your vehicle and pray to the Gods of Air Conditioning that your car cools down before your brain explodes.

How does this apply to Jake and Brady? Simple. They don't leave the house. We hide in here from the evil sun and only venture out when we have to. Like for food and diapers. Sometimes only diapers. Let the pizza guy sweat it out. We have one respite for the extreme boredom of being home-bound and that is the mall. The freakin' mall. Just us and every other family trying to pretend we don't HAVE to be there to keep our kids from going nuts. Pretending we are the perfect parents we imagine ourselves to be. Pretending we don't need the carousel, ice-cream, playground, K-B, Pet Store, and Disney Store fix the boys think they do.

Well, folks, I NEED it. There, I got it out. As much as I hate to work, and be away from my home, I need the mall. Every Friday I get a little pep in my step towards the end of the day. For when I get home I know me and Cindy and the boys are going to the flippin' mall. Woo Hoo! I know there's more of you weirdos out there like me. Stand up and be counted. It's cool to like the mall! No, no it's not. It's really not. What is cool is seeing my boys having fun. They look forward to it and they ALWAYS have fun, every time. Maybe that's what I'm addicted to, watching them have fun. When they get excited, I get excited too. They find joy in such small things. It's hard not to get sucked into the world of a child, and lose yourself to laughter.

This summer will end soon, and with it the basic need to find AC as soon as possible. Our escapes will be less urgent, more at a whim. Maybe that's what makes these times so special. The need to be somewhere/anywhere else, together. Maybe this heat isn't so bad after all.