I've been floundering around in the whirlpool of coursing time as it whips around faster and faster with every passing day. It's quite a ride, and I can't help feeling I'm missing things. When did bug get old enough to do simple math and sound out words?? When did my baby turn into, well, NOT a baby?
Not only that, but my brain seems to be in a type of fog... am I forgetting obligations? Was I supposed to be somewhere today? When do I pick up the kids from school again?
I've heard mom-brain never gets better. I've got to start writing things down. And in that vein, I feel I should document our life better. So I don't blink and see an 18 yr old heading off to college and think "Um, did he skip 14 years?"
Thanks to my Instagram addiction, I have a mostly documented summer - almost unheard of for me.
I will warn you - there are a lot of photos. A LOT.
Summer began as most summer's in Wisco do, somewhat warmer weather, but still chilly enough for pants and perhaps a long sleeve or two. We were bursting to get outside, and made a surprising and happy discovery when we found this little park:
bug lived for the bike rides, so there were a lot of evening walks.
along with the normal pastimes. A bit of sewing,
There were walks by the water (and much ado about stick-throwing):
We dangled our feet at restaurants.
We swam in the wading pool.
bug discovered a deep-seated and unquenchable passion for drawing (and clip on ties),
while mini preferred digging her toes (and hands, and feet, and legs, and head) in the sand.
We learned to fly.
There were many visits to the city sprinkler. Unplanned:
Of course, there was a lot of chasing.
There were two fun filled trips to the local zoo where we encountered the new camel. He's living with the llamas and I could have sworn he smiled at me when I took his picture. He must be very happy.
bug went fishing for the first time with Uncle A and his cousin.
I believe we'll have a lifelong fisherman now. He was excited to catch more fish than Opa during our trip to the cabin.
There was a lot of dancing.
By the way, we went to a park or two. We even dragged mr. along a few times.
bug and I engaged in architectural feats of wonder and stability. Until he and Zoe knocked it down.
And then we went to another park.
The water slide at K's house was a big hit.
As were the glow in the dark light sabers on the fourth of July.
mr was busy (along with both the nearby uncles, Uncle A and Uncle Tall), putting this beauty up in our backyard:
A trip to the Children's Museum in a smaller town just south of here was a welcome distraction one weekday. It was our first time, and a place we will definitely frequent in the future. We put on a puppet show, went "fishing", filled up our "passports", played with a shadow wall and bug served me some delicious pizza.
There were airplanes to be watched from outside the gates of the EAA,
and olympics to train for.
Mini made friends with the cat.
There was buried treasure to hunt for.
And decisions to be made.
We learned how to play baseball. At least for pretend.
And found animals in the clouds.
mini learned how to spell pig!
There were long and slightly breezy days that begged for the beach. We happily complied, both at the city beach on our little lake here in town: