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.