Summer fun updated a few (8) months late

Just a few snapshots from Summer 2010. Looking back on things, we a. were clothed more this summer than past summers and b. lived off popsicles.

Harper Ann catching roly polies in GG's front yard

We like to dress her in outfits that accentuate her best attributes, those legs.

You'll notice the pale portions at the bend of her arm. That is a sign of a healthy baby.

Boy was this fun.

This was just before the handful of dirt made it's way into her mouth.

After the mouthful of dirt was properly rinsed out, we had to get the rest of her clean. This is how we bathe babies in the south.

When it's just too hot to play outside anymore, you come to appreciate a sink that can hold a baby.

Just don't text and drive.

Like father, like daughter. One day not long after this picture was taken, Harper Ann picked up my phone, put her other hand on her hip and cocked it to the left and said, "HAY, Dadddddy, hay." It was pretty stinkin' cute.

Jonathan knows the way to our kid's hearts, ice cream.

I like this picture because you can fully appreciate the baby mullet HA was sporting. Business in the front partay in the back.

Curses for waiting so long to upload and cation photos, because I have no idea what is going on in this picture, but I am sure I took this for a reason.

Harper Ann loved this alphabet train book that used to be Holt's. Amazingly, we have held on to most of the little pieces.

We got so much use out of the wading pool and slip and slide last summer. I think the pool ended the summer on it's last leg, but let me assure you we got our money's worth.

There is a restaurant in Clevelan called the Warehouse. We like to go there for Sunday lunch every now and then. It's no longer accessible, perhaps because of us, but there was for a long time an old truck that kids could climb in. Evey time we ate there Holt had to climb in the old truck. I've played many a game of cops and robbers while waiting for our table. Holt was a big fan of standing on the running-board shooting his imaginary machine gun at the police chasing him.

Were it not for sugar free popsicles we may not have survived the summer.

So messy, but so good.

Harper Ann took over Holt's lawn chair this summer. She liked to relocate frequently; I think the mosquitoes were chasing her around the yard.