Baby... it's hot outside

112.... that was the heat index yesterday. I'm not sure of the actual temp, let's just say hot. It'll sum it up. Kailey and Maggie went to Czech dance practice in the morning and even in the shade, in the morning the were ready to get back home. By the afternoon it was miserable. How is that as adults we don't remember playing in the same heat as children? I know I did. I'm back in the same small Nebraska town, the same early August heat and humidity, and yet all I remember is the pool and the sprinkler, the popscicles and lightning bugs, the games outside and riding bikes. I don't remember the heat like I feel it now. I've wondered if it's not the as giving birth, we know that pregnance it's all fun and games and birthing has pain invoved but the end result is so worth it. Then we forget all about it once the babe is here, so we'll once again have another child.... is summer as a child the same way?