Heat wave
It's frighteningly hot here, as I'm sure it is in your neighborhood. Henry and I kicked it central a/c style yesterday and will be doing the same today since it's supposed to be even hotter. We went for a long walk this morning (by way of Dunkin' Donuts and iced coffee) and ended up at a shady bench next to the House of Seven Gables. The ocean breeze is nice, but, at least today, getting home to the air conditioning was half a notch better. Yesterday was a semi-long day. Keeping an 11-month old entertained all day while stuck inside is a bit of a trial. By mid-afternoon I'd read all of his books to him two or three times over, and while he was still exceedingly entertained by them, I do recall unceremoniously shoving "Pat the Bunny" under the couch so he wouldn't find it.
Dave and Flash are arriving Friday. I'm looking forward to seeing them. Every time I ask Henry if he misses his Daddy, he looks around and waves. It's very sweet. Yesterday he stood on his own for all of ten seconds. He'd done it a couple of other times earlier in the day, but only for a few seconds. He's fine until he realizes he's not holding onto anything. Once he realizes that, he slowly lowers himself to floor and either sits or squats.
I've been taking all sorts of pictures since we got here, but I misplaced the connector thingy you use to download pics from our camera to the computer. I haven't technically seen it since before we packed. I vaguely remember setting it aside somewhere so I wouldn't misplace it, but obviously I've done something profoundly clever with it. Sigh.