Last week I had a dream it was summer. And I’ve been daydreaming about shorts and flip-flops ever since. And the beach and picnics and sunshine and my big floppy hat and everything else. It was 70 degrees twice last week so the idea of winter is over in my mind. I was out yesterday without a coat. I actually needed one, but that silly old brain of mine told me I didn’t before I walked out the door. And then it snowed for a few minutes. Sometimes that brain does me wrong. So I’ve been pinning images of summer and summer clothing all week.
This little girl is so precious. She is so very into that watermelon. She looks like she would raise hell if someone tried to take that watermelon from her. I just told Ava there were no more pancakes and I got that same look.
I’m mentally placing myself into this image. I am dying to get to the beach. Come on July! I have a hat like that, but I am guessing it looks better on this chick than it does me. It did not have the effect I was hoping for when I bought it. I generally look stupid in hats, but I thought maybe this would be an exception. I wear it anyway though, because again, I don’t care.
I’m just going to go sit here for a few hours. See you guys later.