Hot, Hot July

It's been wicked hot. Wicked.  But we braved the elements and went to a 4th of July parade. It was well worth it, and Creston has now developed a real obsession with motorcycles after seeing a youngish (12?) boy on a dirt bike in the parade. He's under the impression that when he's 4 he will be able to ride one. 

Some bakery ladies, from Wicked Good Bakery actually, came by and gave out tiny cupcakes. 

First sparkler experience was a hit. 

And then baby Brayden came to visit from the Cape. He's adorable and giant, just like cousin Braden in CA. Creston and Ivy were so happy to have him around. Can I hold him? Can I hang out with him? Can I pile a dozen toys in his lap?

After he left, there was an uptick in pretend baby action. 

And sometimes going to the grocery store is a nice, cool activity on a sweltering July morning. Thank god for these awesome carts.