I feel like the summer is slipping through my fingers. Even though I am lucky to have good pregnancies I still feel a bit like I am coming out of the first trimester fog. What happened to July and is it really the last day of August? Did I sleep through all of it?
So I decided I need to make the best of these last few weeks of warm weather and try to savor the summer we have left. Eating ice cream on the front porch while waiting for daddy to get home seemed like a good way to get things rolling.