Summer Nights

My perfect summer night. It was hot, and a trip to the pool would have been nice but I was tired after the calling hours and I didn’t think I had it in me to haul them to the pool for an hour after dinner by myself.

We see a lot of this dramatic move from the girlie when things don’t go her way.

So when Blake left for a neighborhood game of flashlight tag and sleepover, and Austin left with his buds for their evening bike riding around the hood, I decided a walk to get ice cream was in order.

And fortunately dad rolled in and joined us

A couple of ice cream cones later we walked back home. And I was reminded why I love where we live. Even after a brutal winter and non-existent Spring.

And that my friends, is a perfect summer night