I miss the lake. My lake. I grew up 20 minutes from the family lake cabin, where we spent every possible minute each summer. Sure I live in Minnesota, but even among these 10,000, there is no lake like home.
Besides, I am not interested in being the lone body guard for both of my girls at any packed metro-area lake or pool, so I haven't really sought out the local beaches.
This afternoon we set up the kiddie pool and the sprinkler, donned our swim suits, and soaked up the true joys of being home in the summer. Child rearing responsibilities or not, it's heavenly!
Elliot continues to prove herself fearless. She is undaunted by stairs, beds, or the cat door. She is furious when she isn't allowed to explore the bathroom. Today we discovered, that she is perfectly willing to crawl around in water, even as it sloshes around her shoulders and requires her to point her nose to the clouds to keep from getting submerged. Don't worry, I didn't give her any freedom to explore, but even with my hand under her tummy, it was shocking to see such an utter lack of instinct (or perhaps just complete trust in me, I'll giver her some credit).
Gems worth Re-Reading
About Growing Baby Doing Good Together Elliot Rose Family Rituals Fie Flora and Fauna For the Love of Learning Greenish In My Opinion Just for Laughs Just for Me Making Tinkles Maya Mindfulness Mmm... So Tastey NaNoWriMo News of the Day Noveling Photo Friday Sewing Sisterly Love Sweet Dreams The Chicken Ladies the end Tonsils We like to Move It Move It Wonderment