Learning to Beat the Heat
Published on Wed, 08/06/2014 - 8:31am
My childhood memories of summer blur together into one big happy sense of freedom, exploration, and play. I’m sure it was hot, but aside from running through sprinklers and the watermelon juice dripping down my chin, I don’t remember the heat. However, the older I get, the more I’m convinced that warm temperatures are great—it’s humidity that is the enemy. When the dew point climbs, I have a strong desire to retreat to the cool house. Sultry air becomes oppressive, and it also makes our cattle yard stink. Combined, it’s a recipe for avoiding the outdoors.
Our girls, on the other hand, don’t seem to mind the humidity or the smell. So, when “corn growing weather” comes, I try to be optimistic about the 80-some-degree temps and learn to cope with the heat. The trick for us is taking more frequent but much shorter trips outside. The girls and I check on our baby chicks and visit the barn kitties, and then we cool off. We go back out to play in the sandbox or go on the swings for a little while, and then we cool off. On special days, we’ll set up a kiddie pool and don swimsuits. By nap time, the girls are usually grubby and exhausted, which, for me, is proof of a good time.
In many ways, having little ones allows my husband and me to relive those carefree summers of our youth. I try to stay in the moment during these fleeting days and make the most of them. I choose to ignore some of the messes, put off some of my to do list, and just play with our girls. Summer is short, and so is childhood. My hope is that, one day, our girls will look back with as many fond memories as I have.