what to do while it's in the 100s outside...

it's been kinda hot, so we've been playing outside for just a short while in the morning, and then relocating to play inside, and then head back out after naps (because 95 feels much better than 100...).  one of our cars also broke down, and since everything i do, including grocery shopping, is within walking distance, we decided david would take the other car to work.  the boys and i have been hanging around at home, entertaining ourselves with:

1. recorder lessons.  max is getting really good at it!  he understands blowing, whether it's a recorder or bubbles.  if i even say the word bubbles, he starts blowing.  max loves all things musical--recorders, drums, piano, xylophone.  he's also starting to catch on to some signing, which is fun--he'll do the signs for "all done" and "please" when he hears the words, and then he starts grinning and laughing because he knows he did something correct--he's the little character!

2. turning the playhouse into a swimming hole.  this has been the number one game since it's been hot.  pace loves water time with the hose.  he cleans the playhouse, the concrete, waters the plants, sprays max (much to max's dismay), etc.  the little inflatable pool we have has a leak somewhere, and doesn't stay inflated very well, so using the playhouse as a feet-splashing pool works out great.  

oh, and why not make a mailbox waterfall?!

explain this to me, max--you hate getting splashed from the hose, but you love splashing in the tub.  you hate large bodies of water, like the public pool, but you love the little pools we have at home.  

3. giving pace a haircut.  every time we'd go out to play, this little boy with his moptop hair would get so, so hot.  i finally gave in and cut off the last remnants of his babyhood...and--poof!--here's our little boy after his haircut!  he was very uncertain about the clippers i used, and cried at first, but sitting on daddy's lap while watching curious george helped a bit.  pace eventually got that the clippers were ticklish, not painful, and at the end of his haircut he actually asked for another one.

this morning, all ready for church.  we gave max a little elvis curl so he wouldn't feel left out after we gave pace a faux hawk...

max's most recent independent assertion:  must walk to church.  pace helps.