This is an effort to update my blog. I can't guarantee that it will stay updated, but every effort will be made. I promise. Sort of.
This summer was fantastic. We started it off by heading to Corpus Christi to the beach.
Is that hard to read? It says Lindy loved the waves, Hank loved the sand. I loved soaking in the rays, the family, and eating sandy Doritos. I've decided there's not much better than a sand-filled sandwich on the beach. We'll make more trips there for sure. I did not, however, love the way the car smelled the next day, which happened to be a Sunday. It was as if we brought home some seagull family's garbage. The ride to church was just long enough and hot enough for the putrid smell to bake into our skin and clothes. I'm sure everyone at church was super jealous of our beach garbage perfume.
A few weeks into summer, Hankster the Gangster broke his arm. I put on Facebook that he base-jumped down the stairs, but I was just making it sound more adventurous than it was. He tripped on his own foot and fell. He didn't appreciate me or anyone saying otherwise either. He didn't want adventure where adventure didn't exist. Honest to a fault. Here he is all healed.
The other highlight of our summer was our two week, heavenly trip to Idaho. Along with the recap of this trip, I have a warning for you all to heed. When you use your ipod to take all of your pictures on a trip, you should not then let your two year old play with your ipod unsupervised, lest they delete the app you used to take pictures with and all the pictures get sucked into Never-not-ever-to-be-seen-again Land. But the trip was as awesome as we had built it up to be. Seeing family and friends, cool evenings, ah.. It was truly good for my soul. Here are some pictures I took with my mind.
*Insert hilarious images of children in a backseat covered in cheeto dust.
*Insert beautiful mountain scene of our family's gorgeous cabin with family gathered around laughing until our sides hurt and eating until our sides would surely burst.
*Insert fun pictures of cousins who stayed up late laughing, little ninjas striking poses of fury, kids getting thrown into an ice-cold lake and loving it, and images of all of us getting to shoot Andy's rad guns.
See? Aren't those pictures awesome? And guess what? They don't even do the trip justice at all. It was fantastic.
The rest of our summer was spent eating popsicles while listening to me complain about how hot it was, soaking in our backyard pool, Sea World just about every weekend, (also while listening to me complain about how hot it was...catching a theme? :)), making new friends, and making faces.
Oh yes, and getting ready for the baby. Which, consequently, Luke thinks is him. A rude awakening is around the corner for that big boy baby.
