So, in case you all didn’t notice, I took a little break last week. E’s big case settled early in the week… just in time for the 4th. So Jack and I spent lots of low-key quality time with Daddy. It’s been painfully hot here so we spent majority of our mini-break in the freezing air conditioning catching up on movies (The Painted Veil, Children of Men, Flags of Our Fathers, Touristas…. hmm, think that’s about it), going out to eat, shopping for new running shoes for E and I, and getting started on a few home improvement projects in the house to get it ready to sell (possibly) next summer. We also managed to get out for some ice cream several a few times. Got to love the Coldstone Creamery. Mmm.
We actually decided to skip out on the fireworks this year. You can actually see a few nearby shows from our house, so it’s nice to be able to drink as much as you want at your leisure, dodge the crazy mobs of drunk people and out-of-control teenagers, and still get the little man in bed at a decent hour. That and I have to admit, as much as I love the 4th and this time of year (picnics and barbeque’s, swimming and sunning), I absolutely hate fireworks. From the time I was a kid I hated them. My dad used to have to sit in the car with me, at his old farmhouse, where he’d have big firework displays. We’d watch from the car and I’d cry and cry. I’m sure it was painful for him. In high school I was downtown GH, sitting on the boardwalk and the wind was blowing just right that night so that the little red coals from the fireworks were blowing in the direction of the crowds. I was sure my hair was going to catch on fire as everyone around me dodged the burning coals. The same thing happened in college, downtown GR. But just picture so much haze from the fireworks that you could barely see the display at all. Everyone was coughing and once again dodging coals. And the crowd. So many people and everyone was bumping into each other trying not to get hit. Yeah, so I’m not a fan of fireworks. I know, party pooper extraordinaire!
Today we started swim lessons. And I have to say, even though it was a little chilly (for us) this morning and quite cloudy (and a couple of the kiddo’s were shivering) it was a lot of fun. We have already learned a little swimming stuff – like how to teach him to kick and paddle, and we learned some fun games to play in the pool as well. Which is great for me, because when it’s hot I love to take him to the pool for some exercise and playtime but I quickly run out of things to do to keep him occupied. So, it’s going to be a fun couple of weeks! And then we’re off to MI for an extended vacation! Woo Hoo!
Ok, so I’ve got some funny pictures of the Jackster for later in the week. And hopefully we’ll have some pool pictures too. Hope everyone had a great 4th and took a little time off to enjoy the holiday!
Silly girl….of course we noticed you were gone!!
Sounds like you guys had a nice time….
So how’d you like Touristas? Did it scare the you know what out of ya like it did us? Looking forward to the baby Jack pics. Never get tired of them.
ha ha…”dodging burning coals” made me laugh out loud.
Glad you are surviving the heat. We are supposed to get a wave of it this week, unfortunately in Seattle homes don’t come equipped with ac, so I have a feeling we’ll be spending a lot of time away from home.
We are doing swim lessons at the end of the summer, hopefully they are a success.
Can’t wait to see the new pictures.
You’ve inspired me..don’t tell Andrea, but I just had a Cold-Stone, myself. I like it, like it, although would prefer to sit in the back yard with a half-gallon of Bryers and my feet in the kiddie-pool. Stay Cool.
that’s the funny thing about summer- you end up hiding out in the A/C half of the time.
the swimming lessons sound fun and I’m sure Jack is loving it.