So, the heat finally got to me today. Up until this point, I've been shrugging my shoulders and thinking, "What's the big deal...just stay inside." Well, today, I had to get out of the house because, instead of going to bed when they got off work, the guys broke out the tools in the wee hours of the morning and framed the shed, so I kind of felt obligated to get the girls out of the house. Dusty, sweaty, red-eyed and very tired, the guys offered up silent prayers of thanks when I declared that today was a Children's Museum Day.

The first part of our trip was pretty normal. We stopped at Starbucks and then Taco Bell before I drove round and round and round the parking lot looking for a bit of shade. When that didn't materialize, I covered the windows with the beach towels that are always in the trunk, and we went inside. The girls just love the museum. They spent the first part of the morning playing with the train set, and then migrated to painting and then pretend food shopping, and at the end, Georgie and I found ourselves in the music room. I showed her the tambourine which she promptly put around her neck. She turned to crawl away, and I thought that perhaps the necklace thing was a mistake, so I took it off of her and showed her how to play it again. She immediately grabbed it and pulled it over her head. I did this a couple more times until I realized, "hey, she likes it." Well, around 3:30, I called it quits, loaded them in the car and headed home. The two small ones fell asleep, so I thought it would be a great opportunity to drop them off, and take Kate on a mini-date. Anything that involves just two people is a "date" for Kate. Even if it is just food shopping. So, we went on a "date" to the Farm Patch.

And this is where the heat almost did me in. The Farm Patch is an outdoor market. I spent a total of 20 minutes buying fruits and vegetables. I almost fainted even though I had a bottle of water and a 32oz ice cold lemonade.

So, if you are wondering why I have a picture of a funny colored watermelon, it's to ask my mom, "is this golden melon?"