This is where the summer ends.

It seems like yet another of Florida’s cruel tricks that “summer” is over while the weather is still freakishly hot. Stores try to tempt you with back-to-school specials on boots and sweaters when you know in your heart that you won’t be able to wear them without sweating until November. Being on a teacher’s schedule is delightful, but the end of summer comes much too soon every time.

So, what did we do this summer? Not too much blogging, obviously. I recently discovered the joys of unproductivity. For so much of my life, I have felt duty-bound to have something to show for my time at the end of each day. But when you spend your days taking care of your favorite (albeit exhausting) little people and your bits of down time are absorbed by talking or reading or cooking or watching movies with your dear husband, the lure of productivity fades a bit. It also helps that the baby slept in the kitchen until a few weeks ago so anything requiring a table was out of the question. And do I even need to mention the Olympics? We had the best time ever bending our tv rules to take in some daytime events and letting Camilla stay up late every evening to sit on the couch with the grown ups. There’s been a lot of running and jumping and diving ever since. Oh, and a lot of pushups. I would be in such better shape if the Olympics were held, say, every 6 months.

I have quite a bit of catching up to do, so I’m going to get started. In June, we said good-bye to our friends Justin & Allie Hughes and Clifford Humphrey.

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The Hughes’s little boy Timothy was one of Camilla’s best friends (and Joseph was on track to play with Bea), so we miss them, like, every day.

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Sniff.

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We’ve also spent an awful lot of time watching the rain.

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And when we didn’t watch it, we played in it.

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Or made our own little swimming pools and played in those.

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Camilla lucked out and got to be the “petal girl” at her godmother Molly’s wedding.

At Molly's wedding.

(There are ton more cute photos out there but I need to get them from my friend & photographer Natalie Zepp Weber.)

Speaking of Camilla, she also started drawing faces again.

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This is a portrait of Camilla, Mommy, Daddy, and Beatrice (left to right). As you can tell, she’s going through something of a Kandinsky phase.

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As for Beatrice, she recently discovered that if you bring someone a book, they will read it to you. For the whole 15 seconds that you sit there before wiggling off to get a different book.

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Godmothers are (ahem) even more patient readers than birth mothers, it seems.

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Since Monsoon Season continues, we’ve done even more playing in the rain and recently progressed to puddle-jumping.

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The youngest member of the household found this particularly thrilling.

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It was oh-so-fun until the bits of dirt in the puddles started looking tasty. Then we had to move toward the bath.

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Another bit of summer fun has been the slip & slide which was kindly donated by our neighbor. We like to invite other children and make everyone as wet and tired as possible.

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And, in one last summer huzzah, we did one of the things that we had been procrastinating about: we took everyone to The Beach.

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As suspected, The Beach is a parenting marathon. You get all the people + stuff loaded into the car, try to keep everyone happy for 30 minutes of driving, try to find a nice place to play where the shells aren’t too prickly and the bank too steep, and then spend your time alternating between taking photos and contemplating water hazards. Then, when everyone is nice and tired and sandy, you pack them back up and listen to a lot of whining about how it feels to sit on sand. Then you get home and put tired kids in the tub, after which you perform all the usual bedtime rituals. The saga continues the next day when you do an extra load of laundry and discover (preferably while running late) that all the carseats are full of sand.

So, that’s why Bea had never gotten to play at the beach before. But she and Milla loved it so much that husband and I decided it was worth it.

Barely.

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(This one is my favorite shot.)

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So, how have you been? And how was your summer?

3 thoughts on “This is where the summer ends.

  1. So, did they move out of town? How sad!

    Natalie’s photos are great! I hope Molly’s wedding was perfect. Camilla is too funny.

    The homemade swimming pool is my favorite photo. :)

  2. Somehow, I’m just getting around to reading this one. I loved all the pictures! We miss you guys, too (every day!). The homemade swimming pool made me laugh. Do take advantage of the beach–I certainly miss having it available, even if we didn’t go all that often.

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