For those of you that live in a beautiful Eden where Summer temperatures are such that you can enjoy the long afternoons outside without visiting the hospital for dehydration then 1. don't talk to me anymore and 2. I live vicariously through your blogs. However, I don't live anywhere near that wonderful place and my kids are the color of printer paper so we spend Summer break inside the house. I remember as a child Summer was full of lizard hunts and forts and long bike rides and fourth of July spectaculars but our fourth was full of storms, wind and poppers. All kinds of confetti poppers. Does it sound like I am complaining? Well I am. As school approaches again and the kids are flourishing in the joy of learning I will slowly be recovering from the nervous breakdown and high blood pressure that Summer in the Birman household brings. Let me know how you all cope with having the kids home and indoors all Summer without spending a ton of money going out to eat or driving around just to get out of the house. Until then I will be hanging on for dear life.
Love ya all,
Shannon
Olivia wishing that Winter needed snow caps and glasses to dull the snow's bright reflection.
Amelia thrilled with Fourth of July Poppers. Way better than fireworks. Love the confetti cleanup.
Grandmas are very impressed with Fourth of July festivities in Gilbert. Far superior to lake outings with big boomers.
A popper in Hayden's hands can become a deadly weapon.