We were at Riley's last baseball game of the year on Sunday. A rain delay kept us under a tree for about 20 minutes, while Kylen complained about just about everything, including the fact that I wouldn't race him around the entire field in the downpour. This from the kid that hates rain. But he did make the loop about 10 times (which resulted in a dead-collapse in bed a few hours later, egged on by an overdose of ice cream). Each time he went, he asked me to time him, which i did by holding up my cell phone and saying 'GO!', then choosing some random amount of time it took him. This amazed him to no end. As his times got faster, he kept asking me to slow down the clock so he could go even more quickly. "Dad, this time, make the clock go really really really REALLY slow."
Kid, I hear ya.
July is here in one more day. We have about 80 days until our September beach trip, and I shudder at how quickly it will be here. Still, we're doing everything in our power to get the most out of this season. We've already done Kennywood, smores, a rocket launch, a cookout, a trip to Coopers Rock in WV, and lots and lots of baseball. On top of that Riley got a week in Chicago with Grandma and Grandpa and had a fantastic time seeing the city, the children's museum and most importantly, the pool. We took that opportunity to send Kylen to Mema and Bop's for the week and he got a second trip to Kennywood and more donuts than most humans can eat. Traci and I went for four days to Scottsdale, baked by a pool and ate ourselves silly. I climbed Camelback at 7am (when it was only 85 degrees) and learned that it's exactly as humiliating as you'd imagine to be passed by 70-year-old ladies, kids and even the random dog.
As I type I'm at the dealer getting a hitch put on the car so we can finally get the sailboat back out again. I can't wait. And Traci and Natalie are off to scout an event next week in Turks and Caicos, and I get to see my best friend in Hawaii for a few days after my next trip to Seattle.
Best summer ever. It will be gone too fast, but for once, I feel like we're grabbing it by the horns and not letting go.
