so far, so surprisingly awesome. ask me again on 8-15 how I feel…
May 31 – June 1
picked kids up from school on bikes for shenanigans in the golf course sprinklers, water fountains, golf course lake. ghetto is fine with us if its wet.
Saturday: more keepin it realz at Wet & Wild, stared at lots of boltons and tats. 
Sunday: paddle Lower Salt with Sam Schoch, the Phx lowclass summer trifecta!
June 7-9
Friday: When was the last time you ran under sprinklers? Whatever your answer, its been too long. it doesnt take a child to show them the light, it takes a father who wants their kids to not complain about the heat to trip into facilitation genius. Saturday: Scottsdale Might Mud Mania. Sunday: Pool at the gym and hot tub.
June 14-16
Wet and Wild after school, 3…count them…3 swim\parties, then we all slept late hid inside and cooked on father’s day.
June 21 – last-time-til-soccer-season-ends beachtrip
2 powder days in the estuary
G gets a turn with the SLR
high tide after the solstice
little blond shovelers
ducks
Los caballeros parked their horses in a copse of trees behind our house.
I’ve never seen him do that before. Fortunately we had a pile of carrots we’d been hauling up and down the beach all weekend trying to feed them. Some backstory – the kids were out in the water both days the horses came by, and lamented their lonely horses, after missing them last trip as well. Such wpp, 3 whole months without duddy and mummy buying them pony rides. A black kitten with white mittens 2 days in a row appeared in our kitchen, G spoilt it with milk dubbed it Mittens the Kitten. Struck she was with prepuvettant hormones.
Our last night i came a’flying down the beach, exploding my calves in my toe-shoes after 2 days of running and climbing dunes and paddling with flippers, upon rendering myself hobbled for 3 days i cried thusly ‘the british are coming!‘ i had 6 minutes to find that line, and i thought – on the whole – it killed. I even fake-panted while i croaked it out a final time.
Beckie cracked the tiniest hint of a smile, at least my devastated reaction to her reaction led to a 15 minute civics lesson for the kids. The horses still weren’t there. They got so busy with their other colonies, the sun did set on the British Empire, we were out of beer, and had a lot of seafood and salsa back at the house.
good irony
