Looking through my camera roll, I laugh at these first few images from over the summer.
Owen is SO MAD after church. Why? I don't remember. But it was an aggressive fit and we had a nice little time-out on the side of the road. Immediately after, he melted into my arms. He is a cuddles boy.
I took a fall at First Break and my fit hit my arm. I had a dead arm and a moment of fear as I tried to get out of the whitewater. Not fear like I was going to die but fear like I was going to swallow a ton of water and maybe break my board. Instead, I ended up with a bruise and what feels like scar tissue a couple months later.
This particular night at Kenji Burger, Zachary was so embarrassed by Owen's non-stop chatter to Beau. Beau did not seem to mind but Zachary was dying. I think Owen's social confidence is endearing.
Just another Sunday around the neighborhood.
Back to home base--Sheratons.
A delayed last day of school celebration at Hilary's. We made plates full of waffles, watched the kids go down her enormous slip-and-slide, grilled out, and had ping pong and basketball competitions.
Kate was so excited to hang with Laney who was visiting for 2 weeks.
This slide means business. I thought Nate was so sweet to hold on his first few runs down.
A pup with a new do.
"Mom, remember how you told me I could have lunch in the tub just like King Bidgood? Can we do that today?"
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