August 2010

This month has concluded the summer of 4. Em and Roo have matured and grown so much and there isn't much they can't do or won't try now.

For Roo, it has been the summer of the jump. She finally, at long last, got both of her feet off the ground and is catching air! It's been the summer of the princess for Em. She can't get enough of dressing like them and pretending to be in their stories. The best part is that she likes to play the prince or the dragon just as often.

August has flown by in a blur of summer activities. We've been so busy that the blog has had a lonely month. So, what have the Rowdy Girls been up to?

We've stayed up late for lots of special events or just because the music rocked and we were having a family dance party. The girls have lived in their bathing suits. We've been to movies and had more pizza and ice cream than anyone really deserves. There have been road trips and adventures; museums and playgrounds; birthday parties and parks.

And lots of irreplaceable time with family and friends.

Each night before bed they ask "What are we doing tomorrow?" Because it's always a new adventure and something to look forward to. In the mornings they chase the rainbows dancing about our living space in the slants of sunlight.

These long hot days of August have been some of the best I've ever had.

I hope Em and Roo remember them with delight.

coloring outside the lines

This morning was yellow. Sunny yellow after an early morning storm. The girls were shiny and we jetted out the door early to an appointment for Roo and a Starbucks date for Em and Mommy.

Yellow flared to red. Tempers were spiking as the morning bled into afternoon. Tantrums were thrown. Voices were raised. Naps were needed.

White flags of surrender were flown when Roo refused her nap. Moving on.

Orange in the early evening. And red and black. Red goes on the positive side of the car battery. Black goes on the negative side. Orange is for the light on your dash that finally comes on. And for the headlights that were left on when the Rowdy Girls pretended they were driving your car this morning after you arrived home.

Green is for go...going to pick up Daddy. And green grass at the park where we picnicked and visited and rocked.




Pink little Rowdy Girls dancing and giggling and staying up late. And 'I spying' the hot pink and white toy poodle. They pointed and yelled "pink and white dog!!!" over and over.

Blues were sung beautifully by Ruthie Foster. Daddy and Em danced under the stars to her amazing music.


A treat. Followed by another...

Brown root beer floats. On the way home. Tonight was get-em-free-night at Sonic.

And now, it all fades to the black of midnight.