I'm talk'in about summer. But you already knew that since you're probably having a fan-FREAK'IN-tastic time too. I'm really appreciating every doggy day bit of summer, even as simple as slumping on our front yard - an American term for front part of your house with grass. You should try it. It makes dilly-dallying that much more comfortable.
Thing is, the kids are getting older. I'm coming undone. David is unraveling. And the question I keep asking myself is why are my multi-vitamins proving energy INEFFICIENT? Seriously, in summer I'm better at slowing down and not being so rigid. The best part is I don't feel one ounce of guilt. Holy cow...it's nice to not feel stressed.
Here's to being carefree!
Cheers to hot dog lunches.
Backyard BBQ'S.
Staying in touch with friends. YES!
Quiet time.
When no one's looking.
Dwell-ing.
Latest muscles.
Chess alfresco.
Remember to return books. Remember to return books. Remember to return books.
VBS week for Portia.
She also took her very first tennis lesson.
She calls herself a tennis player now.
Family day at Katrina's. Hair cuts for all except me.
Proof that summer is all that and bag of Doritos. See Doritos.
Nanu Nanu.
July 4th in Santa Barbara!
The weather was perfect.
Kids play.
While Dad sleeps.
He gets it.
Parents who need a date night.
I think this is what the millennials call #loungelife.
Oh summer, I promise to be nice in winter if you stay a bit longer...