summer to me is a toddler covered in sunscreen, smiling ear to ear & a popsicle in hand; sunny days spent swinging and sliding at any and every park we find, sometimes with an uncle or two. it is missed naps because we don't want the play date to end and breakfasts that turn into lunch that turn into dinner. summer is for running through the sprinklers & riding with the top down, ice cream cones + burnt hot dogs at a weekly bbq, concerts & weekend travel trips to see old friends!
this is the stuff life is made of. the memories that after ten years, still give us goosebumps, make us laugh until our sides ache, or bring tears to the brim of our eyes. the hushed late night conversations in the dark or the hilarious ones we have while sitting on kitchen counters. these are the beautiful stories that stitch our life together so we end up the most stunning tapestries, made up of the bright colors of happiness and laughter & the darker tones of rest. There is still summer left to enjoy! What has your summer looked like? what new memories have you made that are for the books?
this is the stuff life is made of. the memories that after ten years, still give us goosebumps, make us laugh until our sides ache, or bring tears to the brim of our eyes. the hushed late night conversations in the dark or the hilarious ones we have while sitting on kitchen counters. these are the beautiful stories that stitch our life together so we end up the most stunning tapestries, made up of the bright colors of happiness and laughter & the darker tones of rest. There is still summer left to enjoy! What has your summer looked like? what new memories have you made that are for the books?
