Saturday, July 20, 2013


Gah. I've fallen miserably behind in my blogging this summer and I'm not even going to try to catch up today, but here's my July 4th festivities photo dump. My friend Kate (the one with beautiful hair and the amazing backyard) invited us over for a pool party, dinner, and fireworks. And patriotic popsicles, which is really about as patriotic as I can get.

When Clementine was born, my friend Amberlee observed, "Now finally one of the kids looks like Brent!" And then this picture came along...

You know how before you have kids you romanticized what their childhood summers will be like? This is exactly what I pictured.

Sawyer could still really use a nap during the day. Alas, we have no time for napping during this busy, let's-make-some-memories-dammit summer. So we did our fireworks before it got dark, which is always a bit anticlimactic.  By the time we got home our neighbors down the street were practically blowing up the entire block so the boys got to see some fireworks in the dark, too.

Then the next day we went up north to visit my friend Melanie. I met Melanie in a nutrition class at Portland Community College, probably sometime around 1999. She made me laugh, I got her a job at the animal hospital where I worked. Now with 5 kids between the two of us, she is still making me laugh. I'm not sure what I'm doing for her except bringing my herd of children to her house for a weekend of chaos.

Melanie and I still have a lot in common. She has two boys, I have two boys. She likes to drink wine, I like to drink wine. She works in a prison, I work in a middle school.

Some of my visits to Melanie have been more successful than others. 

We had pizza and hotdogs and watermelon and movie night. We played in the sprinkler and went to the zoo. The boys slept in one giant heap of sleeping bags and extremities while Melanie and I drank wine late into the night.

So, in other words, we partied like it was 1999.

Up next: California Road Trip 2013 with Kate and her beautiful hair. Spoiler alert: NO ONE POOPED ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD. It's kind of a miracle.

1 comment:

  1. Great pictures and yes those are definitely the best kinds of summer days. Glad to hear your trip was poop-free on the side of the sroad (really, it's the little things...)!