This was the summer that we took a road trip. Where we learned that our family culture is more campsite than hotel. Where we encountered beauty, but my favorite things were stuffed inside that vanagon.
This was the summer that Claire got brave. She dove in fearlessly. We did 3 weeks of swim camp and they made huge (wet) strides in swimming. I now feel confident taking all 3 to a pool without help.
This was the summer that Ingrid Ru amazed us with her memory and vocabulary and ability to still want to be our baby, despite all she knows.
In a little over a week, I will send two of them to school. Ingrid is ready. The rest of us are not. This week, I will do my best to say yes to popsicles and trampoline time and crafts and snuggles and stories.