Summer in Nashville

And it is crazy hot. We went to a picnic with some folks from Tony's work today, and it was a sticky 95 degrees. Yuck. Logan was very happy to see us when we got home, but he wasn't so sure once he got outside and felt the heat for himself! The heat also has our yard looking semi-tropical, straight out of Jurassic Park or something. At least the tadpoles in the pond are eating most of the biting bugs, otherwise I'd never be able to venture outside. The bebe is still growing well, stretching out her momma's skin and kicking like mad. Her new nickname is Bunny, partially because of the kicking, but mostly because let's be honest, naming a child Bunny Meadows would be hilariously wrong. It is limiting when picking out names to have a last name like Meadows - all names flora & fauna are out, as well as seasons. We're doing ok coming up with possibilities though - but we're still not sharing!