Day 3595

 When your kids experience yard sales for the first time and don’t understand how it works and are shy about looking at stuff, and then try to keep taking stuff after you pay. You know, after you have to explain that you need to pay for stuff.

Day 3594

 Second best ain’t bad, but it sure makes the string of future month ends feel endless.

Day 3593

 Always time things to arrive while you’re going to be out of the house. Keeps life spicy.

Day 3592

Tiny spider

Finds an arm hair

A long climb

Day 3591

The biggest one gets a tiny measure of independence and is so thrilled and thankful you’re not entirely sure what to do with yourself.

Day 3590

 Fifteen years later, the booms roll in. At midnight, after three weeks of Tour sleep.

In the morning we can play the exciting game Did the Power Go Out?

Day 3589

Baby steps towards hiking.

Every berry is a dangerberry unless you have concrete evidence it’s not.

Day 3588

 “I can’t believe I’m three!” Says the nuded runner.

Same, kid.

“I want daddy to barely help me.”

I see we’re going to the next level of precision of demands. I don’t remember agreeing to all these contract riders…

Day 3587

 And so ends our last day with a two year old.

All of our children are now allegedly responsible enough for tiny toys. Any bets on which kid gets into trouble first?

Day 3586

 Next steps? Next steps! Next steps.

Day 3585

 There’s an unwritten rule: if it’s summer here but not brutally hot, rainy, or mosquitoey, then you must go outside.

Day 3584

 It’s nice when it’s an historic day for something good.

1-3 for Canada.

Day 3583

 Now semi-certified to make robots!

Day 3582

 On rainy days we can still go for walks. On heat warning days we crack out the toys we got from a neighbour that we’ve been saving for months.

Day 3581

 I am not cut out for climate change.

Day 3580

 It’s not every day we get to cheer on a Canadian at the Tour de France.

Day 3579

 The puppy has been de-stapled! And un-coned! And begrudgingly submitted to physio!

Day 3578

 Never assume that you’ll get to bed in good time in early July.

Day 3577

 Husband is right, I like the swiner things in life.

Day 3576

 The 7.5 year old thinks that 4.6 billion years ago was ‘probably’ before she was born.

Day 3575

 Suddenly realizing that our kids have been to little free libraries waaaaaaaay more times than they have to the actual library.

Day 3574

The two year old was incredulous that I was going to do some gardening because we finished plsnting or as she says “we garded already!”

It’s called weeding, sweetheart. When the weeds outnumber the plants in every bed, it’s probably time to do some.

Day 3573

 It’s aggravating when your workday involves a lot of waiting and you can see the too long grass outside, waiting to be mown. 

Day 3572

 It is not recommended to flip the table if you work from home.

Day 3571

 You rarely get to see professionals play musical bikes.

Day 3570

 Do I want to go for work lunch? Let me check my schedule to see if I have an opening between dog staple removal and communicable diseases at the daycare.

Day 3569

 Has any other kid ever forgotten to put up their arms to push the swing and got a face full of swing? Only our boy could get so absorbed in his imagination between pushes that he fails to notice impending swing.

Day 3568

I’m starting to feel like this little one is going to try to use her threes to enjoy a free range bum. 

Day 3567

 Well, I’m glad someone is delighted by my nose hairs.

Day 3566

 Tell me a story, Banana. I’m all ears.