Crazy, hazy, and yes, even lazy

Summer, with its sky-high electric bills and lightning bugs, has plopped its uncomfortably humid weight onto our fair town. It always amazes me how the fellers are oblivious to this 90-degree weather that requires you nearly sprout gills to breathe the air. If the outdoors suddenly burst into flame, I'm sure I would still find Jacob standing at the top of the kitchen steps, pointing in the most obvious fashion at the red wagon on the patio. I have come to know this is a gesture that means "Take me to the park, woman."

We kept busy last week. Dada has been working his kiester off, with the sweet reward that we are headed home July 8th for some well-deserved babysitting from the Grandmas and Grandpas. In the meantime we have had a lot of time to kill, and I have insisted that we take advantage of this late sunset business to go to the park almost every night. Lucky for us, our homegirls Ella and Ella's mommy agree, and have met us at Turtle and Dolphin park quite frequently for a last-ditch effort to run all the energy out of the little people through their legs. Even Dada could get down with my park plan Sunday night. Dada's park presence is extremely important now that Isaac is training for the Russian gymnastics team. He needs a spotter, you know.



Saturday morning we went cherry picking with our homegirls Ella and Ella's mommy. Our favorite "farm for family fun", which entertains us so well on the weekdays with its gigantic playground...




...had a very, very light cherry crop that lasted through only three hours of public picking. We were there for over and hour and a half and picked a little more than a pound of cherries. Jacob ate that much, at least, and sparked several comments from onlookers with his all-over purple staining. But, though we didn't succeed much in the cherry-finding business, it was a highly relaxing adventure. Ella's mommy and I discovered that the best way to find what few cherries there were was to sit under the trees and look up. What better way to spend a Saturday than lazing around under cherry trees with your friends?



Photo credits go to Ella's mommy for the top picture and the pictures of the kiddos in frolic-mode at the farm.