I find it funny that when the media portrays summer it is usually people frolicking on the beach or kids tossing frisbees in a lovely green park and families smiling on their bike ride through tree lined streets…lies.
That is not the reality I live in.  Phoenix in the summer is not lovely or green and no one frolics outside.  Our summer is about trying to get from one air conditioned building to another as fast as you can.  Driving around a parking lot looking for shade, any shade, that will keep your car from feeling like an incinerator when you get back into it.  Summer in Phoenix means trying to do any errand running before 10:00 am or after the sun goes down.
In the summer one might our family has gone vampire.  We suddenly and abruptly stop any and all outdoor activities.  Invitation to the zoo?  Oh, you must be crazy.  BBQ?  Sure, let’s stand in front of open flames when it is 119 degrees outside; sounds like a blast.
Summer hits the valley of the sun and these activities become nighttime only!
*Playing at the park – and there are lots of other vampire families there to play with!
*Swimming  (last night Sassy Pants, our youngest, and hubby came back from the pool around 9:30 pm)
*Taking care of the yard…well dusk at least
*Grocery Shopping
*Leaving the house
Ok, so we aren’t really vampires but you get the idea.  Summer in Phoenix is like a slow boil…
So on the agenda today at our house!
Entertaining a bored 7 year old…until the sun goes down.
Refreshment!
Catching up on some reading…
