Corn on the Cob
Ess did amazingly well at the State Fair this year — loved the talent show, tromped around with us for a good four hours. Tough view for her though, seeing thousands of people’s knees.
When I’m older, this is probably how my brain will remember every single time we went to the playground: perfect summer evening, sun setting making everything glow, Essie having the time of her life.
Ess is negotiating with a tickle-banana brandished by her mama.
This was after seeing the Okie Dokie Brothers at the Walker Art Center and then making an ant hat for a performance of Ants by the Polyglot Theatre.
The Washington County Fair had a charming butterfly booth staffed by volunteers, many of whom also worked at the U. That’s why Mykala and I liked it. Ess liked it because they had awesome butterfly wings.
This the first brandywine tomato from our garden this year. Brandywines are the best tomatoes you can grow.
Ess and Mykala went to the Bluegrass and Old Time Music Festival when I was gone, and it turns out it was unbelievably hot there. Ess was melting. Mykala was melting. They went home and got cooled down.
Excitement, fear, fire, birthday, baked goods, smoke, relief, clapping. It’s all there, in under 30 seconds.
Essie’s birthday party was held the last day she was two; this is that evening. She turned three the next day.
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