July is Super Fly

Let's recall: the first half of July was spent in California.  Reminder: it was awesome.

Upon our return, the iPhoto dump:

Celebrating 7-11 with free slurpees.   As you do.

 Listen, I have like 3000 of these shots.  Because this is our summer home.  And I adore watching them soak up the sunshining splendor.

 I don't know.  She's just Tessa, and that is all.

 And this is just Eden.  And that really is all.

No, no it's not.  She really is mostly enjoyable these days.  Just not that particular day.

 The basement is finished!!  Which means we got new furniture for the family room.  But first we went couchless.  And the girls were in love.

The beginning of more boating adventures.  As we do.  These three are killing it.  K-I-L-L-I-N-G it.  The father is so proud.

 Also some blood giving adventures.  So basically, everyone should be proud.

Just try and tell me this is not indicative of love in it's purest form.

 Girlfriend was so impressed with herself when she discovered the bucket doubled as a hat.  

Lot's of pride happening in this post.  So, at least I'm honest.

 All four at the island!!!  

Now let's all cross our fingers and say our prayers that the crazy one does not break her head.  

Many thanks.

Another successful year of swim team goes down in the books.  Less successful, the mother photographer.  Whoops.

Know this: these kids were rock stars.  Ryder won several firsts, a couple seconds and a third.  Linley won a first, a couple seconds and a third.  Ryder is the breaststroke beast and Linley is masterful at the butterfly (I mean, relatively speaking and all that).

So, awesome.

July blinks by.  And really, I hate that.  Someone figure out how to bottle that month and send it to me in January.  More many thanks.

June Makes Me Swoon

Also, June stresses me out.  

Isn't the last couple weeks just a big fat ball of chaos??!?  It is, I promise.

And since August is nearly over, the June iPhoto dump:

I got a dress.  Linley told me I looked like a flying squirrel and Ryder told me I looked like Batman. #winning

Also, my closet.

 Busted: The Strawberries from Special K bandit. 

 Also: her favorite spot.  Which, why??  There are so many reasons I hate this.

 Saturday escape to the park.  Because the backyard just wasn't good enough for those beasts and we were going to lose our minds.

 Our tub is kind of the coolest.

 Allen sold his scooter.  He was sad.  

In other news, I just decreased his life insurance policy.

 Someone was a little jealous of all the time her siblings were spent swimming.

 My view nearly every day.  It's a good view.

 Sometimes I just don't want to make dinner in the summer.  I believe I'm allowed.

 These two rocked their recital.

 Another view that never grows tiresome.

 Diving board lovers.  And daddy lovers, too.  But that goes without saying.

 Photographic evidence of the dreadful flight.

June was good to us.  So thanks for that, June.