Leo is teething. This never ends.
My sister, who is awesome, borrowed my vacuum, which was fine. But the house is now suffering.
It is hot. And starting to sprinkle.
I'm sleepy--the heat plus the teething, mostly. I keep nodding off and then remembering that oh yeah, I'm the adult.
Have to keep moving.
But otherwise, summer is good. It's going fast. The garden is producing things--swiss chard, garlic scapes, the first yellow tomatoes (which taste like early tomatoes, kind of crisp and citrusy instead of the smoky mellow black tomatoes of August). We have swam our butts off at my aunt's pool and Maplewood and at another neighborhood pool (more on that later). The kids are tan and rested. Summer is good.
But I'm already ready for the sharp dry days of autumn.