So as it turns out, we have a lot in common with the Griswolds. Last night we decided to take the kids to the beach for a late afternoon swim, picnic dinner, sand dune running, and some cute pics. As we are driving into the Indiana Dunes National Park, we notice an awful lot of evening beach goers. Seriously. Who goes to the beach at 6:00pm? Well, as the clueless as the Griswolds, we stumbled upon Fourth of July fireworks on the lakeshore. Turned out to be the funnest evening of the summer. The weather was great and the kids had the best time ever. They had never been to Lake Michigan beaches and were in love.
Happy smiling sandy children.
Caroline and I with the ever-useful self portrait.
This was my attempt at artsy fartsy. I am an awful photog. Someday I'll learn. . .
Caroline is almost 12. Wow. How did that happen?
Amelia just turned 7 and is sporting a toothless, grin. I LOVE toothless kids.
Greta is 5~"just plain 5, not 5 1/2 yet". She loves to have a camera pointed at her!
Wyatt is almost 3 and nowhere near diaper-free. Oh well. He's still cute as a speckled pig.
The reasons for my gray hair. Cute, ain't they?
Happy smiling sandy children.
Caroline and I with the ever-useful self portrait.
This was my attempt at artsy fartsy. I am an awful photog. Someday I'll learn. . .
Caroline is almost 12. Wow. How did that happen?
Amelia just turned 7 and is sporting a toothless, grin. I LOVE toothless kids.
Greta is 5~"just plain 5, not 5 1/2 yet". She loves to have a camera pointed at her!
Wyatt is almost 3 and nowhere near diaper-free. Oh well. He's still cute as a speckled pig. 
The reasons for my gray hair. Cute, ain't they?
1 comment:
They sure are! And although I KNOW we were preggers at the same time at one point, I am somehow dumbfounded that Wyatt is 3. Why do other people's children always stay the same age in our minds?!
Anyway, have a great weekend. Hope you stumble upon lots more fun! :)
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