I seriously thought that's how winter with my future children would be.
Although, to be fair, we did eat a lot of homemade cookies this winter.
But it turns out that my ambivalent feelings towards summertime weather were unfounded. Summertime, simply put, is the best time of the year with children.
We have hardly watched any television in the last three weeks.
We spend all of our time outside. Running around with friends. Eating all our meals as backyard picnics. Singing with the windows down in the car. Putting the boys to bed when it's still light out!
The boys get so worn out from being in the hot sunshine that they take a four hour nap and still sleep for 12 hours at night! The buzzing of the fans in their room lulls them to sleep and drowns out all the noise in the rest of the house.
The only down-side that I've found is that the mud and popsicles create a sticky grime and my children need to be bathed constantly.
Since this can be done just as effectively (and with much more delight) by either the hose or the rain, baths are no big deal, and since I try to keep my kids shirtless as much as possible, even the popsicle/mud laundry isn't overwhelming.
Hello, summertime. You are welcome to stay as long as you please.
Seriously. I love looking through these pictures from last summer.