I rather enjoy the first visit to Mr. Wizard’s every year. It does, of course, remind me that the horrible heat is bearing down on us, and that soon the evenings will be the only possible time for decent people* to go outside.
But it also means baseball and ice cream and the nice parts of summer. And not wearing wool socks. All these things are good.
Last year, we went on the 8th of April, so it’s not been quite a year.
And we went tonight.
I think she’s happier with ice cream than the pacifier.
*By which I mean people that don’t go outside in the heat of the day.
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