When it's over 100 degrees outside, there isn't anything else to do except to go swimming. Luckily, our apartment's pool was completely deserted, so Lincoln and his Aunt Ray had the entire pool to themselves (until I got there with the camera, of course).
It was the perfect chance to experiment with Crayola's colored bubbles I'd bought a few months ago, but was too nervous to open because of the huge "warning!" sign on the side, listing all of the things these "fun" bubbles could potentially damage. Rachel said were the worst (stained clothes/very messy) and best (fun to watch colors float in water/kept Lincoln's attention) invention ever.
After a few minutes, we were all overheating, so Tyce brought us Slurpees on his way home from work. The timing of that guy is always so perfect! I truly believed I could've died there, Sahara Desert-style. It was that hot.