Area Mother Stays Indoors for Four Months, Completely Forgets that Seasons Are A Thing

I can’t really blame COVID for this one; I’m terrible every time summer comes around and I seem to have somehow convinced myself that, this year, I will have somehow transcended the weaknesses of my lily-white complexion and can withstand the sun. I am, every year, punished for my hubris.

But! It sure was good to sit out in the sun and gab at a responsible distance with some other parents. I didn’t know how much I’d missed those little snatches of socializing before and after school. Just, my brain still thinks it’s April, and not July…

Any moms out there on the line in Portland right now: I’m so fiercely proud of you. Give ’em hell for me.