Hey blog! Hard to believe it’s July already. Time is moving too quickly.
My fat baby is going to be 6 months old in 9 days! And it seems like only yesterday that I was pushing him out.
When the weather gets hot, you go to the beach! Even if it is only for 20 minutes (before your baby starts fussing).
Look, it’s your parents at the beach. I wore my rainbow hat to the dog park yesterday, and Mr. Baby was grabbing at it, attempting to put it in his mouth.
“Careful, son,” I warned him. “You don’t know where this hat has been! And it’s never been washed.”
“He might get a contact high from it,” snorted the Broad.
Lots of dead crabs washed up on the shore that day. Mmmmm, craaaaaab.
Bear Cub loves the beach.
Lookie lookie what my mom bought me! I love furry presents. Too bad the foot doctor I recently visited told me that I have to wear hard, enclosed shoes ALL DAY LONG NOW. Ugghhhhh.
I just want my tootsies to be free! Like this butterfly.
The daisies in our front yard are really blossoming this year!
Here for no particular reason is little Lizzy as Tinker Bell. OMG I can’t wait to play dress-up with my son! I will be so proud when he dons a wig for the first time. It will be like playing dress-up with my little brother all over again, only BETTER.
Another flashback, to October 2015. Christopher re-posted this picture to his IG account and then told me over the phone that he’d had to erase some comments about how “anorexic” I looked.
“Tell me more,” I said, eagerly.
“Oh, like ‘eat a sandwich’…” he offered.
“Are you kidding?” I squawked. “I’ve been dieting half my life…that’s a COMPLIMENT.”
Heigh ho. Look at how pretty pretty the flowers in my neighbor’s yard are!
The weight is slowwwwwly coming off, thanks to eating lunches like this one: a humble salad.
And of course, walking Mr. Baby and the rogs every day. But I’ve done that all along.
We love to be outside! Especially when the weather is in the 70’s. Perfect.
He was so good at the dog park yesterday. Smiling and cooing and charming everyone. Especially several wet dogs, who just wanted to kiss him.
Look, it’s my Broad! With her glowing white legs. I tried to “saturate” some color into them, but it just made them blue.
“Hey look, I got a little color,” she said as we were leaving the park yesterday, showing me her arm.
“If by ‘color’, you mean pinker and with more freckles, then yes, you got some color,” I told her.
Josh was off work early yesterday so we picked up the Broad and went to Magnuson Park, near her house. It was H-O-T!
Here’s the camping Dad mug I bought Joshy for Father’s Day. We may just go camping this week…wish us luck!