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#thebestsummerever

This is shaping up to be one of the best summers on the books. Which is impressive given that I grew up on the ocean and have many outrageously fun summers under my belt.

Brava, Vermont.

Here are some snaps from last Sunday during a dip in our neighbor’s pool to wind down after a weekend of partying like rock stars. Or, in my and Kimmy’s case, like Kirsten on Santa Lucia. Get enough champagne in my system and I will work the shit out of a flower wreath headdress.

ANYWAY!

Now I’m gearing up for a weekend filled with live music, free outdoor theater, and rock opera.

Oh, and giving The Berkshires a big, sticky open mouthed kiss.

Happy weekend, all. See ya later!

Photos: Courtesy of Ashley Weeks Cart

Overheard // 3

I am certain that the gentlemen of Northern Landscaping think our daughter was raised by a pack of wolves. I have no idea why…

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Standing in the middle of the yard, while three workmen build our new fence…

James: Um, Addison, why are you naked?

Her: Daddy, it’s a really nice day out. I don’t need pants.

James: Oh really…

Her: Fine. I just need TWO underpants, but not other pants.*

*She proceeded to wear two pairs of undies layered for the rest of the day.

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Once again, standing in the middle of the yard, among the three relative strangers…

James: ABSOLUTELY NOT! You absolutely do not poop in the yard, ADDISON.

Me: Dude, you let her pee in the yard, how would she know that #2 is verboten yet #1 is fair game?

Her: But Ursa and Hanna poop in the yard, Daddy. 

James: Ughhhhh…

Currently Reading

You know, Anna Quindlen said that in 1994 about breast-feeding her children in 1983. Crazy how it still resonates nearly 30 years later.

This quote is used in this article about public breast-feeding. While I think the solution is more complex than the author suggests, the author’s cartoon paired with the piece is spot on. Truth, y’all.

Image: Courtesy of David Horsey for the Los Angeles Times

Cameron

This is Sunny’s “big brother,” Cam. Tine’s son. He’s one of the most beautiful kids I’ve ever seen. And the fact that he can rock a bright pink mohawk makes us adore him all the more.

They’re moving to Florida so we got in some quality time at the farm before they depart. And now we’re perfecting our Sad Panda faces.

Glimpse

A glimpse of Kaki walking assisted with her push cart, James’ entrée into sound mixing, and Dora inspired head banging.