The middle of August has crept up on me like a thief in the night. Our summer has been packed full to the brim and here’s a few photos to prove it:
Soggy kid in towel.
Snarky kid giving attitude.
She’s two for a couple more months and is MILKING IT.
Seriously.
With Avelyn at school every day, these two get plenty of time together.
That means there’s also plenty of screaming and fighting, but amidst the chaos there is a sweet connection these two share.
I never had a sister.
But these girls of ours will always have two. I flounder at times, uncertain about what’s normal for their sibling connections to look like. They fight. A LOT. They kick and hit each other.
You know how sometimes the camera clicks and you know you got a shot that captures her perfectly, in this moment?
RIGHT THERE. That’s Brin.
As a foolish teenager I used to broil in the summer sun. Under the guise of beauty, I’d coat myself with tanning oils and perch under the blazing sunlight, hoping to get a nice tan.