Michelle, sounds as if your summer is filled with great
fun places to visit.
Have fun and enjoy every minute.
I love hearing about your neighborhood.
Especially the Norman Rockwell kids.

A little boy dressed as a pirate, sister dressed as a
princess followed by their dog dragging along an old
stuffed toy. The very image delights my senses.
I wish I had a picture.

The party on Friday was enjoyable. Everyone seemed to have a good time and looked their best. No one swam, even if it was a gorgeous pool. There were steel drums playing and everyone received a lei, straw hat, etc. to help set the mood. LF had a good time at Pirates (again?! His uncle hadn't seen it and LF wanted him to be happy) and pizza with mommy and pain the rear, biggest brother of mine, uncle. He then spent the night at my mom's house and had breakfast.

Met mom at jazzercise, where she'd obviously been showing him off, because every woman in the place seem downtrodden I was taking him away. When they'd ask if he was staying, I'd snuggle my face against his and say nope, he's going home to be my baby. Good enough reason for them, and he loved the attention. Once we got home, we got ready for the pool. Now, normally, two redheads with redskin, we apply bull-frog because it's absolute best ever sunscreen completely waterproof, apply it once and nothing blasts it off, never burn using it, but there was only enough for him this time. I decided to stop along the way and buy more, but when we got there, none could be found. I looked around and found another "waterproof" 8- hour lasting sunscreen. It did say on the directions to reapply after swimming, but nonetheless, I thought, it might be close enough. WRONG! I'm burned to a crisp in a couple of places and certainly pink in others. LF made a friend while swimming. Amazingly, a small plastic action figure kept those two boys happy for a long time, the two of them throwing it back and forth to each other, diving down to get it when they missed catching it. A couple of hours into the day, mommy came and when she did, we hit the lakeside part of the place and sat on the beach. LF dug two holes, filled his bucket with the clay, "the Tennessee clay" as kept calling it, he found as he dug, and then made a tunnel in the sand. He was happy. Mom decided to go down the water's edge, but with her numb feet (slipped vertebrae she'll very likely have surgery on soon), she fell down. She was fine. Eventually, she made her way out into the lagoon and back. Then it was time to go home. Dinner was adequate food and good company.

Sunday, LF and I slipped out the door to eat while Ed slept in (Ed worked all weekend along with the entire week before and this upcoming week. Boy, am I glad I'm not a manager on salary!). Did nothing the rest of the day, shopped and bought five plants, no they're not planted, so am I just a "collector", two blouses, two skirts, cleaned out my closet, and did laundry. Actually, our reward for being good and working hard, was to go to the bookstore. Bought Ed a t-shirt with a Starry night picture (the city in the picture is Nashville's skyline) for Father's Day and LF got the third book in the Secrets of Droon chapter book series. Dinner was a better meal last night, and company was even more enjoyable.