Summer Vacation

In July, we loaded up the roadster and went on our first family vacation! We had a wonderful time relaxing with Joy's parents and getting away from the daily grind. Tons of Joy's extended family was around, too, and it was great to introduce everyone to our little man. He smiled non-stop the whole week, flirted incessantly, and slept like a champ due to the exhaustion of his social life. Other updates: he is now sitting without the wing of an adult, consuming a wondrous array of morsels that would make a vegan blush, and crawling like daddy did in his Army days. I wasn't sure I would live long enough to see him reach a healthy 6 months free from me somehow messing him up, but here we are almost at 7! I guess I'm getting the hang of this mommy gig.

Every morning in Michigan began with Grandpa and Gramsie Thomas and us playing on the floor with Whit and Lucy. As you can see, their mutual love deepened even further.

Grandpa Bob read to Whit. Nothing like a little Dr. Seuss to give you wonderfully psychaldelic dreams before slumber.

This was taken right after David Bowie finished throwing Whit in the air and singing to him about some magic dance. It was odd, but it was David Bowie, so we pretty much let him do whatever he wanted...until he started threatening to enact goblin law and keep our 'Toby.' That was when we respectfully thanked him for his visit and told him to take his red shoes out the door.

Joy and her cousins leaping with delight to be all together again.

Sunrise on Mullett. Yes, I saw this a lot, thanks to Whit's continued enjoyment of early morning milk cocktails. There is nothing as relaxing as the gentle lapping of the water on the shore when everyone else is fast asleep. Nothing in the world is as peaceful as that, and I dearly miss it.