So while Brent is out baling, I decided to kill some time while our bedroom cools down. . . Hudson and I got home from Burley only to find a sweltering house. We plugged the swamp cooler in immediately and it's been running ever since. Since the house was messy, I tried doing some house work in the heat. Now what kind of a stupid idea was that? Housework puts me in a bad mood and so does the heat, so put the two together and it wasn't pretty. We got a babysitter for Hudson so Brent and I could go to the temple. By time we got out of the session, it was beginning to cool down. I love summer nights! I wish they lasted longer. I guess Hudson cried an hour and a half for the babysitter. She was one of my beehives and it was her first time watching him. Who knows if she'll ever want to tend him again with the way he acted. But she was so sweet, she wouldn't let me pay her since we went to the temple. I owe her big time.
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Chris thinks I use the heat as an excuse. I think we all have a little Wilkins' blood in us. If we're too warm-- watch out! Hudson is cute! :-)
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