I understood the whole wet season/ dry season thing. Or, at least I thought I did. For a while it rains every day. It is a lot like being in the South Eastern part of the U.S. in the summer, really. Hot and humid for most of the day and then a storm or shower will roll in and cool things off for a few minutes before things get all steamy and sticky again. Ok, got that, not big deal. And I thought I grasped the dry season things as well. From about mid-May to November no rain. Not a drop. Zero.
However, I failed to account for some of the other interesting features of the dry season. For one thing, the dry season encompasses more or less what we would think of as fall, winter, and spring as far as temperature goes. Once the rains stopped it started cooling off. Then it got "cold" (maybe down in the 40s at night for a few nights) and now it is getting hot again. All of this transition without precipitation is a bit disconcerting. Especially as now, as it is getting warm again, the plants are acting like it is "fall" and dropping all of their leaves... except for the ones that think it is "spring" and are flowering. All of which means there is a ridiculous amount of vegetation in my yard, on my driveway getting tracked into my house, and in my poor pool which is finally getting warmed up enough to be swimmable but is full of leaves and petals.
The other downside to the dry season which I though about but did not really fully understand was the dust. Oh my, the dust. Swirly, whirly dust dervishes everywhere! From the wind! Because apparently late dry season is also terribly terribly windy season, about which I was not forewarned. I already dislike wind, I especially dislike it when it is carrying a ton of dust and dirt around. There is one upside though. Those amazing Africa sunsets? They are so pretty and so vivid in part because all the dust in the air creates the bright colors. So that is nice, but I am still looking forward to some good rain and less dust.
Until then, lets see what the girls have been up to of late...
Attitude, much? We were heading out to a birthday party and I wanted a quick photo of her in her pretty dress. Cooperation was not forthcoming.
Mainlining sugar via pixie stix at aforementioned birthday party.
We are totally in the thick of the pretty pink princess phase. Interestingly, the only "official" princess movie K has see to date is "Beauty and the Beast." The good thing about K is sometimes she is the Beast (a GENTLE beast, not a mean beast!), sometimes she is Gaston (an odd character to identify with, but she likes that he gets to fight), and only sometimes is she Bell. Today her bear was "Baby Bell" and she was "Mama Bell." I am not really sure how that works exactly, but we try to roll with such things around here. More often than not I find myself saying something like, "Beast, I understand that you are a gentle Beast, but I still need you to go and brush your teeth now, please."
Trouble and a giant purple plastic squirrel. Best push/ride on toy EVER, especially if you have older kids. It has some ridiculous 200lb weight limit so when a couple of the older ones pile on it (which of course they inevitable do) it escapes unscathed.
More trouble... she so wants to walk, and just can't quite do it yet and then she gets MAD because she can't. It is quite funny.
No drawer or cabinet is safe...
Umm, yeah, busted!