Steamy and exotic

The rain finally ended after 3 1/2 days, and now Dallas is a steambath. The roof is leaking in the theatre, the drama classroom, the adult potty, the intermediate art classroom, and onto the stage. A guy kayaked in the flash flood rapids on the creek across the street. It all bodes for a very bad skeeter summer.

We have been making tiny jungle safari campsites with tents, awnings, yellow cellophane fires, camp stools, mosquito netting, paper towel tube trees with dead hula skirt raffia for leaves, and little clothespin Stanleys and Livingstones. Some campsites have exotic birds made out of the lids from dead magic markers. Others have clothespin monkeys in the trees. Most of the explorers are roasting marshmallows, but a few are boiling in large pots made from liquid laundry detergent lids. We used striped pipe cleaners for poisonous snakes, and green craft foam to make crocodiles.

I wanted to show the kids the funny Land Rover scenes from "The Gods Must Be Crazy", but naked bushmen got into the scenes. Still, that is a wonderful movie.

It's not the heat, it's the humidity.