San Francisco is having a heat wave. It's nice to feel real warmth for a few days. I don't even own any shorts because these days are so rare. Dexter has 2 pairs of shorts, one of which I bought for him a year ago and he can still wear. We don't have air-conditioning or even a fan. We are getting by. It's just a little uncomfortable.
We've been spending a lot of time outside because it's much nicer outside than inside. Even with a lot of sunblock, Dexter's fair complexion sprouted his first freckles on his nose. I thought he was dirty, so I tried to scrub them off before realizing that they were permanent.
Moving is going slowly. Mr. Cobra had another visit to the ER last Saturday due to some pain near his incision. It was severe enough that they put him on a morphine drip and did all the tests they could to figure out what it was. It luckily wasn't an infection, but his digestive system just isn't running normally. It hasn't since his appendectomy. We don't know why, but all his tests are pointing to nothing serious. It's a frustrating situation to be in.
We did get the bedrooms painted. We hired someone and they had both rooms done in 3.5 hours. There's no way it would've gotten done otherwise. Dexter's room turned out awesome in gray and orange. Our room is a little less exciting in an off-white. I would've liked a tiny bit more color, but it's just enough to warm it up.
It's going to be so weird to not have Dexter in the same room. In some ways, I'm so happy to have some distance. I know it's gonna be a big pain in the ass at first because he's gonna freak out, but in other ways, it's another milestone of him growing up. He's getting so big now, I can't cradle him like a baby very easily anymore. It's a vivid reminder that he's a toddler now, not a baby. It does go by so fast.
