It's going to be killer hot today. 98 degree according to my morning weather dude.
I hate the heat. When it gets this hot, I usually treat it as a natural disaster. Grocery shopping completed at 8:45am. Jonah was sent to camp with a thermos of water. Sun screen in their hair line (not really). I'm pulling Jonah out of camp early, because I can't let him bake in an unairconditioned middle school and shadeless ball field all day. I think I'll take the kids to the 12:45 showing of Cars at the multi-plex. We saw it a few weeks ago, but they want to see it again. Then, maybe, in the late afternoon, we'll go to the swim club. It might be cool enough by that point, so we won't fry up like some fatty bacon in the sun.
All these evasive measures are eating into my two hours of morning work time, so I have to be short right now.
First of all, I am very much enjoying reading the comment section on boys and reading. There's a real tension between those who feel that I am destroying my boy's innate boyness by fiddling with his natural desires and those who feel that a little helpful nudging never hurt a kid. Before I got involved in the special education world a few years ago (thanks to Ian, age 4), I would have probably been closer to the natural approach. Now I'm more in the middle. Thanks to Joanne Jacobs for the link.
Second, I've been watching a lot of CNN for the past couple of days for info on Israel and Lebanon. No wise words from me here. This is one of those topics that I feel that you should hold your tongue unless you have to have first hand knowledge or have volumes of history reading under your belt. That's why I've been very much enjoying Allison Kaplan Sommer's account of things. My husband just sent me this link to some blogger crowing about the blogosphere's ability to cover breaking news with first hand accounts. Blog triumphantalism usually gives me a headache, but in this case, I think he is right.