It’s officially 120 degrees here in Los Angeles and I’m not kidding. No, but really– today tapped out about 101 degrees and we have this wee little fire to prove it. Our mild climate has taken an awfully not-so-mild turn so the city of angels is more like hell. And our house is even hotter than it is outside. We have fans going and our little window unit barely chugging away (I’m straddling the thing like a horse as I type this.)
But while one room (ours) is nice and cool, every room in the house is hotter than a whore in a church. So what the hell (heh) are we supposed to do? Hang out in bed all day playing with the alphabet puzzle? What do you do when it’s three hundred thousand degrees and your favorite park is burning down? (And no, the mall is not an option. My child is not mall-appropriate. And you can scrap that mommy movie thingy. We tried that once and it was a complete disaster.)
Should I bust out the kiddy pool and soak our asses in it all day? Should I wrap us in towels and play like we’re mummies?
What do you do to keep your kids happy, occupied and cool when it’s this hot? Where do you go?
And if you are local and have a pool on your hands, please call me. I’ll bring the beer and some Gerber Graduates for the kids.