Every day Ellie gives me the weather forecast. She has widgets on the computer for weather reports in cities all over the world. This morning she hopped in the car when I picked her up from swimteam and said, "It's going to be 113 degrees tomorrow for the preliminary meet." That'll be fun. Oh, how I long for the unbelievable June weather we had this year. When it was possible to sleep outside on a whim - in sleeping bags even:
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Wow, welcome back to blogland. I've missed your updates. I love the pantry post. You are so funny..burn the house down as long as you are taking turns. Gave me a good chuckle. Daniel has been begging to play with Dylan all day. I love that he has a buddy.
good times! good times!
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