this blog has been officially swallowed by summer.

with only two weeks left, I'm giving in.

I will no longer pretend I'm going to blog about our days.

Summer wins.

see ya in a few.

moments.

Crouched on the concrete, Joey watched it flutter and land, flutter and land. With 100 kids splashing and yelling in full swimming pool pandemonium - he and a few sat watching that flirtatious butterfly swoop and stop on the edge of the deep end. With palms open he sat, carefully studying and waiting.

Still, steady, patient.

Flutter, land.

...slap.

With a satisfactory smile, he slowly opened his hands to reveal his prize - but didn't even lift his head to notice it fly away. He stared in amazement.

His palms dusted.

I could barely hear his astonished whisper...

"it's magic."

It was a brief keepsake, watching Joey in the midst of chaos.

And a sweet reminder...

There is magic in mayhem.

just what I would expect to find in my flowers...

...Barbie. Tied up to the stake.

After standard interrogations

we learn she's in isolation, awaiting trial.

yup.

I dunno.

It's best not to ask questions.

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I sewed!!

Joey wanted to buy his friend Sarah some Polly Pockets for her birthday. "Sure, but they have small pieces and they always end up all over the house." I said. To which he replied, "you can just make her a bag!"

grin. lightbulb. "Why yes, yes I can."

So this apron started out as a simple Polly Pocket Organizer Handbag, but the idea transformed. I thought about how Kacie tries to stuff all her "little things" into her pockets, and carries a huge bag on her shoulder all day so she has her special stuff with her ALL the time. And I thought, how convenient that would be to have a cute apron to wear all day every day with a special compartment for special stuff, and an extra pocket for other treasures. She can wear it outside in the dirt and fill her pockets with acorns or dandelions, or in the kitchen with mom, or on a playdate...and all her Polly Pockets are right where they should be. In her pocket!

It felt good to sew.