The Insanity of the Young

This is a shot of my hot tub outside on my deck. Those red numbers actually read 100 degrees.

Yes, my crazy children are in the hot tub.

In the middle of summer.

And my children are not alone residing in the certifiably insane category.

My sister’s girls got in on the extreme action. They are spending the night tonight.

And they so sweetly informed Sarge and me at the conclusion of Wipeout that they had brought their swimsuits.

Just in case we would decide to let them get in the hot tub.

So there it is. The disturbing truth.

This was a premeditated choice.

To get in a hot tub that is 100 degrees when our daily average temperature here has been hovering above the 90 degree mark.

I guess the thunderstorms we had today brought the temp down a little so maybe it’s not quite as crazy as it looks.

Nah, it’s just plain nutty if you ask me.

And to think, in 11 days, we’ll all be at the beach together.

Who knows what kind of pandemonium will occur there?