Our sweet Summer girl came fashionably late but in a hurry. Though her birth story is quite different than Jake's, the end details are very similar -- all natural, excruciating back labor, getting to the hospital already dilated to 10 cm but with the waters thankfully still intact, and our little miss arriving about 40 minutes later. She stole our hearts right away, and Jake was instantly smitten as well.
Her birth day was perfect and she is perfect, and we are all so in love with Summer.
PS- I will share her birth story as soon as we get the pictures back from our birth photographer, assuming I've actually finished writing it by then. :)
Pretty sure splash pads are the greatest invention in the history of toddler summers. I took the camera out the first time we took Jake to one and love these pictures of him discovering all the little (big?) features.
I've wanted to do a Ragnar since basically the beginning of Ragnars, but it's harder to get 12 runners together than one might think! This year, the whole difficulty-filling-a-team thing worked out in our favor. My cousins' team lost a couple runners last minute, so Matt got to step in! I volunteered, too, but Matt wouldn't let me do it... something about being almost 38 weeks pregnant and giving birth on a random trail. Ha. (Nevermind the fact that cars are basically the worst in late pregnancy and 30 hours in one sounded horrible.) Maybe next year. Anyway...
Matt killed it on his legs! He was runner #3, which meant his first leg was a hard 6.7 miles, his second leg was a moderate 4.9 miles, and his final leg was a hard 7.5 miles for a total of 19.1 miles. Matt ran a 7 minute split on the first leg, a 6:40 split on the second, and a 7:10 on the third. Basically, he is amazing. And his team was awesome, too (I know I'm biased since half of them share my blood, but it's true!). He had so much fun. Go Joggernauts! Check out my cousin Angie's fun video recap here.
PS- All the fancy camera pictures were taken by Ang. I told Matt to make sure he took some pictures with his phone along the way, and he took three -- one of which was a row of porta-potties. Men.
Happy 4th of July!!! We are so grateful for this beautiful country we call ours.
Matt and I decided to keep our celebrations simple this year, and it was a fantastic little holiday. Our neighbors all hosted a 3rd of July party that included a bike parade for the kids, s'mores, fireworks, and some quality hangout time. Yes, our neighborhood is the cutest. And so was Jake in his little car.
We slept in this morning and then ate a delicious red, white and blue brunch of strawberry pancakes with cool whip, blueberries, and -- wait for it -- nutella syrup on top. It was delicious. Between Matt and my brother Matthew (who is awesome and came up to deliver Jake's car and hang out the night before), those pancakes were gone in seconds. The rest of the day consisted of a quality family nap, a trip to the town festival for some shaved ice, a BBQ'd dinner, and plenty of playtime with Jake before his bedtime. Then we cuddled up to watch The Patriot (edited of course) and paused at 10 o'clock to watch fireworks. We got a real treat when we realized we could see multiple town's fireworks shows from our bedroom window. So wonderfully simple.
Jake was so not into leaving the play for a family picture.