Trying to get a near 22-month-old to entertain herself while I, sick as a dog, laze about on a chaise is harder than I thought. I asked Charlie if she would like to play outside in the water, us being house-bound and sick and the house being way too hot. She sounded very excited. So we put on her suit, lathered her in sunscreen and turned on the sprinkler. What kid does not love to run in sprinklers? Ours, apparently. The closest I could get her to go in the water was to put her ponies in there. Then she ran away. Oh well. She did consent to sit on the chaise with me and read books and she took a couple turns on the slide. Hopefully we’ll both be better next week so we can actually make contact with the outside world and go to the park. And it’s time to invest in a kiddie pool.