94 degrees

Makili hung out outside for a while on Tuesday, but eventually it was too hot for me. We had already been sunburnt enough and it was too hot for yard work, so we came inside. I decided to give my dad a call and complain about the heat. When I told him it was 94 degrees, his response was, "why aren't you at the beach?" I told him "That is a damn good question!" So I packed up the stuff, and forgot a lot of things, and headed to the beach, where Makili had a terrific time digging in the sand and throwing rocks. It was magical...