Busier than a Bee

I believe I could give a few bees a run for their honey these days.

It's self-inflicted busy and fun busy, but still. BUSY. Days at the beach, mornings at the park. Trips to see friends. Trips up north. Shopping at the farmer's market. Eating at the fair. T-Ball. Soccer. The zoo.

This is the stuff that summer is made of.

I'm hoping to stop long enough this weekend to share some of the highlights of our adventures, for all three of you still out there.

But in the meantime, I'm forced to neglect the online world for the big, bright, beautiful world outside my window.

As Amanda's mom says, "You can't write about life unless you're living it."

OH! And we still have four weeks until school starts. FOUR WEEKS! I'm a little giddy about the late Labor Day this year. I'm wallowing in summer. It's my favorite season. Hands down. What's your favorite?