Perfection Defined

Perfection: A day spent with girlfriends on a sunny beach, children playing happily, and babies sleeping soundly.

And thus, yesterday was perfection.

It's totally cool that it is so obvious that Tess is 6 weeks younger than her buddy.

Why must summer end???

My Day Off

Okay, so it was more like My Day On, but that is besides the point. On Friday Allen took the kids to the day care center at his work so that they could play and have fun and I could get a bazillion things done. And they did and I did. Mission Accomplished.

The Kids on the train into NYC

In front of Daddy's big building..and garbage- true NY style

At Daddy's desk.

Playing at the park with daddy during lunch.

Let's be honest...having one kid at home is pretty dreamy. I'm just saying....

Shoe Lovers Unite!!

Hello fabulous readers!!

I am excited to announce that I am starting up a new blog dedicated solely (pardon my pun) to shoes for the whole family!!

I will be posting shoe giveaways I find around the web, as well as some giveaways of my very own. Additionally, every Sunday I will spotlight a fabulous shoe at a fantastic price. If you share my obsession for shoes, head on over to All Glory, No Guts and become a follower today.

Thanks!!!

A Shore Success

Yesterday was a gorgeous, HOT day, and since those are proving to be a rarity around here, Allen took the day off and we headed to the shore...and made it! It was one of the best beach days we have experienced yet here in Jersey. The kids were perfect, the sun was hot, the water not frigid, the crowds tiny. Dreamy.

Perhaps the first time Allen has swam in the ocean since stepping foot on New Jersey soil.

The boys scoping out some shells.

Tessa all cuddled and shaded in her little cocoon. We determined we need a tent. Or umbrella. Or both. Or maybe we don't go to the beach enough.

Ryder loves playing along the shoreline. Not confident to go in the water past his knees, but completely content to sit on his bum and let the waves crash over his head. He loved every second!

The Masterpiece! Allen is one good beach daddy!

Check out all that chub. On Tessa punks. I am working on my own thank you very much. And yes I am wearing man glasses. Mine died in a most unfortunate accident involving at least one child. Sadness.

A girl after my own heart. She could have laid in the sun all day. And the brat came home with a bronzey glow. Her mother...a slightly more rosy tone.

We will end on this one. Me getting knocked by a wave. Which by the way, I am certain was much larger than currently pictured.

Summer is such a pleasure (when it acts like summer).

Beach Bust

Saturday was another beautiful day so we all loaded up in the car to head down to the Shore. Along with the entire tri-state area. After spending 45 minutes traveling three miles in our 51 mile journey, we determined we really weren't in the mood to spend time at the beach with our 800 million friends. So, we spent time at the pool with just 4 of our friends. It was a fabulous, perfect, sunshiney, good time. Shamefully, I took no pictures. Hello- I was getting my tan on. Which was the first time this summer. Sadness.

After playing at the pool, we lunched at Benihana, came home, napped, then busted out the Slip n' Slide.

Daddy showing the kids how it's done.

The kids sucked at doing it by themselves. Linley getting a little "encouragement."

Ryder being forced down the slide

A swimsuit that fits. Wow, I am one decent mommy.

Mommy didn't slip n' slide. Not really in the mood for booby bruises. Sorry folks.

I dare say the day went even better than originally planned. Could you imagine how murderous 4 hours in traffic would be with my children? Good decision making Hill's and Hubs!

Finally!!!

The Weather Guy confirmed that Monday was the first day this summer we hit 90 degrees. Talk about a rip-off. We celebrated playing in the sprinklers and slurping down popsicles. It's totally cool that it's raining again today...for the cajillionth time this summer. Oh depression.

And don't mind that Linley's suit is way too small. I bought it for her birthday. The pricetag said 4T. Only after I washed it did I notice that it is actually size 6-12 months. She refuses to believe it. Don't worry. An appropriately sized suit is in the mail. She should have it in time for Christmas. Not that it matters. We don't get sun here apparently. Oh, and those rosy cheeks of hers.... I was certain it was from playing in the heat. But now on day 3 of gulping down Motrin to tame her fever, I am pretty sure I made my sick kid play in the hot, humid sun. It was worth it though, right Linley??? I am such a rad mother.

And just a glimpse of what's ahead in her tutu cuteness (she's ready for you Tara!).