Ess has a stuffed finger-puppet parrot, and she insists that this type of bird is pronounced “paragraph.”
After an amazingly long time facing the back of the car (over three years!), this is the day after Ess said she wanted to face the front. Shortly after this was taken, she saw the windshield wipers going for the first time, and literally was squealing with delight watching them swish swoosh back and forth across the windshield.
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 the first brandywine tomato from our garden this year. Brandywines are the best tomatoes you can grow.
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.
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.
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