mangofandango | for you, the sun will be shining

AAAH. What does this face say to you? I can't quite translate. (PS this picture is from the family picnic we attended last weekend, wherein there was an ENORMOUS DOWNPOUR in which Sophie's head got wet and everything became extremely unpleasant, buggy, and humid. But, these conditions led to very cute curly hair on her head, yes?)

Also, from dooce.com, because I am reading blogs while Sophie naps (omg): "Quick aside: we recently bought some furniture for our back patio for the sole purpose of spending our summer evenings out there as a family: the dogs running in the yard, Leta and Jon playing "princess and guard" around her swing set, and me in a chair feeding Marlo. One night after dinner I turned to Jon and said, "Shall we go outside and enjoy the evening?" And since then Leta has repeated some form of that question to us before we even take the first bite of dinner: are we going outside to enjoy the evening? Mom? MOM? We're going outside to enjoy the evening, right? TELL ME WE'RE GOING OUTSIDE TO ENJOY THE EVENING?! To the point that both Jon and I are all OH MY GOD SHUT UP WE ARE GOING OUTSIDE TO ENJOY THE EVENING.

And holy grape nuts, if we don't get out there and enjoy the shit out of the evening."

Leta here makes me think of Eleanor, because it is totally something she would say even though she is only (almost) 3. I think next time we are going out on the deck for dinner, we should let her know we are outside enjoying the evening. Then, we too will proceed to enjoy the shit out of that evening. Sound like a plan?

PPS - When next I have a free hour, should I a) dye my hair red again, b) dye my hair purple again. c) take a nap, d) take a bath or e) catch up on something I am wildly behind on and should be doing? I SMELL A POLL IN THE MAKING.