Couldn't Help It

We are out in this REAL summer as much as possible, even if we get a little burned, a little dehydrated, a little sweaty because honestly, we must. Because honestly, if we short-change a sticky summer or the season short-changes us, the rest of the year especially dark and chill. Damp. Perish the thought. Baked seat belts and roasted park slides here we come.

 They've been in complete wordrobe, eating their picnic pulls from the garden... in the Castle Tower.

They've cultured themselves in Plein Air Studies.

They come in only to watch musicals-- when it is time to take a break from each other's *possibly* Royal Attitudes. (Although I get the brunt when they perfectly quote, "We love you, Miss Hannigan!"...humfp.)

...They've reached that point-- very much time to go camping with Dad!  Sleeping pads, slippers, prep via bubble bath, gourmet popcorn and a giant extension cord running from the house so they could hang out on the computer before bed. I hear it also doubled as a night light...

Couldn't Help It. (But good for them, they stayed out ALL NIGHT!)

Good Girls. What's next, ladies?

***Thanks for voting, Lucy looks like a strong choice, we both like it!***