Well, here we are. The middle of summer, also known as my birthday. Also, my least favorite season of the year. Don't get me wrong, I love the flowers and the swimming, and the butterflies and the fresh wild blackberries and blueberries.
But the heat. Oh. my. goodness. Not my favorite thing. I usually end up sweating so much my husband won't give me a hug or sitting in a pool of cold water for most of the day. It's aging, I used to love summer.
Well, not anymore. Blah!
Anxiously awaiting September, and my favorite month, October,
Super Sweaty Cloth Diapering Mommy
