pesto over pasta. lots of this due to our garden’s basil abundance. i like to think i’ll never tire of it, but i think i’m pushing my luck.
sparklers. the boys are scared of them. i love them.
hose baths for the boys…and girl.
mosquitoes, mosquitoes, mosquitoes.
too much evening coffee.
quick trips out by myself where i find an excuse to drive home along the water with windows down and cold air blasting.
eating two popsicles in a row.