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Hello Sweet Summertime!


It is officially almost that time of year. No, not actual summer. That started a few days ago. It's almost July. Anyone who knows us well (or maybe not even that well) knows that July is by far the busiest month of the year for us. We literally count down to July as we begin to approach it every year because we are mentally preparing ourselves for the month.

The first July event we hit is my birthday. We are going very, very low key this year with our birthdays as we have chosen to spend more time and effort on our kids and less on ourselves at this point. We still have plans to meet up with both sets of parents to have lunch to celebrate. Then, we have July 4th. Every year we try to go down to Lake Eola to see the fireworks. Steven's office is right on the lake so we can actually sit upstairs in his office and watch the fireworks from an air conditioned room with a nice bathroom down the hall. The only way to do the fireworks. =) The Monday after July 4th is going to be Will's next helmet appointment and it is looking like he will be graduating from his helmet wearing period. We are definitely looking forward to that day. Then, we have our anniversary. What made us think that planning it right between our birthdays was a good idea? I don't know. We like it though... but it just adds to our already busy month. Then we have Dad Y's birthday and two short days later, Steven will be celebrating 3-3. We are going to meet up with both sets of parents again to celebrate. After that we celebrate Kenzie's birthday at her party. Her birthday will actually be the following week, but we have the party planned the weekend before. After her birthday comes Joe's birthday.... then August.  I would like to point out that Kenzie was supposed to be a late August baby but she decided to show up early. Somehow we ended up with the three of our birthdays each exactly 2 weeks apart. Will gets his own month in October as no one in the immediate family has a birthday in October. Anyway, I'm tired just thinking about all of it.

To top all of that off, we have other friends with birthdays and at least one friend's child's birthday party during the month. I also have big plans to finally hit up the splash pad in Winter Garden after Will gets his helmet off. It's too much work to worry about dealing with the helmet and a splash pad so we will just wait a couple more weeks. We also have a walking competition going on with a couple of family members so I plan to take numerous walks over the course of the next month and Steven and I are going to try to get serious about the C25k program again. Why we chose to do this at what seems like the hottest part of the year, I do not know. My walk today will take place in nearly 100 degree heat. We are also still doing Kenzie's swimming lessons and have another few weeks left with those.

Summertime is definitely not a restful time for our family. It is a time we really enjoy though... we just would like time for more sleep during the course of it... which we don't have the luxury of.  So, if anyone needs us... leave a message. =) We will have to get back to you.

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