Perky Pollyanna (that would be A.) started pestering me to go outside. "Mama, it's not raining. Can I go play on my play set? Can Sadie come outside too? Mama, it's not raining, can I go outside? After I play, can I have a Popsicle? Can I go outside, plea-hu-eessse?" Just repeat that a few times and you'll get the idea.
So, A. went outside, after reminders to stay out of the muddy spots, to play on her play set. I started to vacuum. After 15 minutes this sweaty face appeared by the back doors, with a sweaty (thankfully not muddy) body attached that wanted to come back inside. Because it's hot outside. Even at 9:30 in the morning. I bought a little more time with a Popsicle (hey, it's afternoon somewhere). Then outdoor girl was done.
She's like her Mama. She has an unnatural attachment to the a/c. That's my girl.