Wow--this post is LONG overdue. I haven't posted in nearly two months--which has never happened. I got so caught up in life, kids, work, etc., that I just did not make time to blog, and I thought "no biggie". But when I started thinking about it tonight, I reminded myself that this blog is, for all intents and purposes, the baby book for the kids, the record of our lives that I have printed and bound every year for the kids to have someday, and I realized that posts to facebook won't be anything tangible years down the road that the kids can read, and hold and touch. So...I'll do better. And until then, here's the summer in a recap.
Father's Day--the kiddos greeted Big Man with "I love my Dad" t-shirts. Getting three toddlers to smile and look at the camera at the same time is impossible.
We spent so much time outside, squirt guns in hand, in the big and little pool.
We have a gender-neutral dress-up policy.....Tommy's wardrobe is compliments of Dani and Tori.
We were invited places, and actually showed up, despite being outnumbered by kids who could scatter upon arrival. Here's Tori at a graduation party.
And Dani at the same one--they love putting on "party dresses" to go somewhere.
At times, they felt like they were in baby jail, just waiting for release.
Meanwhile, Tommy just sprouted.
Grandma and Grandpa visited and, of course, that meant a trip to the beach.
Grandpa braved the deep waters of Caroga Lake! (Grandpa is actually an accomplished swimmer and diver, not that he'd need it in the lake!)
Grandma showed Tommy around.
Dani and Tori saw their first fireworks this summer. Their reactions were priceless.
It was just awe. Tori yelled, "Mommy, look it's pixie dust!"
Swimming.
Dinnertime silly.
And there are just so many things I didn't capture because I didn't post them when they came up--sorry kiddos. A few funnies I can think of: Dani is starting Pre-K and we received the orientation packet. School has a dress code so I told Dani we needed to get school clothes so she could dress accordingly with solid shirts and pants. "Will the shirts be hard?" she asked. I asked what she meant...."Solids are hard, Mommy, not like liquids," was the response. So we explained the concept of solid colors. We've had someone doing some home improvements (painting, etc) "Mr. Mark" who has had dinner with us a time or two while he was working...the other night Mr. Mark (who had taken a cab to our house as his car would not start) remarked at dinner that he felt naked without his car. A minute later, Dani leaned over to me and asked, "Mr. Mark has clothes on, why does he think he's naked?"
It's been a zany few months...and I promise it won't be so long for me to update.
Sister hugs!
