My little Pippi was born right in the middle of a heat wave almost two years ago. I vividly remember walking out of the hospital with a brand new baby girl only to be hit in the face with steamy westerly. She was dressed in a four naught sleeveless, legless romper. I was dressed in the typical I've-just-had-a-baby attire, something along the lines of the ugliest, baggiest ensemble you've ever seen.
We spent the majority of the 42 degree day avoiding the heat. A morning by the ocean followed by milkshakes, lunch and afternoon naps in the air conditioned comfort of my parents place.
It wasn't until we returned home to The Beetle Shack that I realised just how hot it really was. Some small comfort was found in cool showers and a spray bottle filled with iced water.
A sleepless night was endured by all followed by a very early start, two very tired children and two grumpy parents.
Today, I excused any and all bad behaviour (even my own).
How did you hold up?