hot and bothered.

So, apparently 98 degrees is the temperature where children officially melt. Because Rowan is acting like his brain has turned to molten lava and he does not understand a word that I say.
Especially the words "no", "come here" and "stop."

So here are some pictures from our last day on Block Island. A perfect beach day. And much, much cooler.

Oh, Block Island hair. You go so, so wrong. So quickly.

Hope you are keeping semi-cool during this very long heat wave!