07.31

I wonder how to absorb more each day. How to change.

07.30

The day was a sweaty one. It was nice to spend some time on a blanket, in the grass, in the shade.

07.29

It's hard to remember mine this small.

07.28

They are lucky boys. And they have completely flooded the backyard.

07.27

He's such a good dad.

07.26

Coffee on the porch, shade of the trees, breezes blowing. Suburbia is a nice vacation destination.

07.25

Our new hobby...squatting. We picked a great place to start!

07.24

Happy Birthday, Brian. And Reds...great win!

07.23

Cowardice will get me nowhere.

07.22

Sometimes I get caught in unfamiliar surroundings and it paralyzes me, too.

07.21

We were there so many days in a row, we could predict which part of the spray park would turn on next. It was a nice routine while it lasted.

07.20

I wonder, sometimes, how it's happened that I'm surrounded by so much and so many.

07.19

Some nights, things just don't get picked up.

07.18

I love it when things turn out better than I expect. But no matter how much I like something, it's still a scary experience to share it.

07.17

So many people in this city. So many lives crossing but not alway intersecting. But I feel connected and known.

07.16

Next time, we'll just share the nachos and skip the fajitas.

07.15

An early morning bike ride, a cool, shady breeze, and a chat with a friend. A lovely beginning to a summer day.

07.14

Even if the rest of my house is in shambles (and it is), just having these on the counter makes me feel relaxed.

07.13

I had imagined myself lounging beside the pool, in the shade, reading a book, while they learned to swim. This is nice, too.

07.12

Motivation returned in spurts. I got some things accomplished, and then we all went swimming.

07.11

I'm struggling to be nice. And productive. And to contribute. I hope I snap out of it soon.

07.10

Home. If only some one would clean it for me.

07.09

We stayed longer than we'd expected. Kids were falling asleep in the water. But they still had energy for the evening explorations.

07.08

Bone Path. Wand Path. Mossy Rock. Gorge Path. Dirt, grime, sweat, mud. Happy kids.

07.07

Everything started off wrong. But it ended up working out beautifully.

07.06

It's ridiculous of me to focus on the emptiness when there really is fullness all around.

07.05

They were so entranced with making this world for their queen frog. I just couldn't break it to them that the queen was dead. And I couldn't look either.

07.04

I asked him if this was the worst day of his life. He said it was the best. And that nearly every day was the best day of his life. How quickly he changes his tune.

07.03

If I just sat very still, I could pretend I wasn't that hot.

07.02

So many things went other than planned. I got a bit flustered but I didn't cry. That was one of my biggest triumphs in a while.

07.01

Summer is so much more bearable in lush grass and a steady breeze.