National lawn-mowing day?

From all the neighborhood activity today, it would appear that today was the neighborhood's lawn-mowing day as all men were out in full force fighting their blades of grass battles, including Andy.

Ivan and I went to the playground in the morning and then in the afternoon I had to go to work.

Otherwise, this weekend was the first real way to hot, "can't sleep at night in our overheated bedrooms even with the airconditing on" day.

Even by the time we got to the playground at 10 a.m. it was way too hot for Ivan to be out in full sun without any shade. I managed to put some sunscreen on him in the morning (although he bitterly fought it like he does every time), but without a hat, he was miserable.

I also realized that the kid sweats like there is no tomorrow. Apparently, it's normal. At least that's what Yulia said on the playground, and she is a pediatrician.

But Ivan's head was drenched is sweat, and his arms were so clammy to the touch.

Who knew.

Otherwise, he cracked me up today. Surprisingly, he was very social at the playground (so unlike him). He smiled at everyone, and wanted to be in the thick of action. He wanted me to swing with him on the see-saw. Really, he ordered me to sit on the other side so we can see-saw.

Then later, he went over to play with Gavin. They were trying to lift themselves up by their arms on some bars.

How "muscle boy" of them.