Deep Thoughts, with Aevy Burger

Let me set the scene- we were snuggled in bed, this fine Sunday morning. Just a couple of girls chatting away. I believe we had just wrapped up our conversation on who likes hot chocolate (conclusion- everyone!).

Aevyn (age 3): Mom, why are we real and nothing else is?

Me: Huh?

Aevyn: What if we are just in a story?

Me: You mean like in a book or on TV?

Aevyn: Yeah. What if Dora and Boots are watching us?

Life's a Beach (Have I used this blog title before?)

We live in Florida, near the beach. Is it getting too predictable what the majority of our pictures are of?

Myah's face is healing up nicely

Picking up seashells. They look like a such scavengers, don't they? Like a couple ravens on a dumpster, or Aunt Amy at a garage sale....

Yes, I'm wearing a polar fleece jacket at the beach. It's pictures like this that are going to lead to my Alaska residency being revoked.

Outrunning the waves. I've never met a kid that didn't do this

Practicing gymnastics at the beach. A nice soft place for the beginning handstander

Myah's hair is getting long and unruly. We didn't have a hair tie so we improvised with a rolled up sock. I think it turned out lovely.

An Aevyn sandcastle. One of my most favorite kinds of sand castle. (sidenote- how much does this little girl look like her daddy?!?!)

Everyone Can Do this

Another Gruesome Injury

Myah tried to ride a skateboard- with her face

Ooops. She told me she only cried "3 or 4 little drops." It made me so sad, I had to make her French Toast for dinner.

Aevyn is uninjured. She has been practicing her sweetest face for the camera so here it is:

Poor little top lip took the brunt of the abuse. These pictures fail to capture how swollen it is.

She retains her sense of humor though