july has us trashed.

dear july,

we've partied so hard for you that i'm ready to skip august and move straight onto the halloween.

ok, not really.

just kind of.

b/c july is like coming home from vacation.

after it's over,

it's hard to get back into your swing.

without all of the hustle and bustle of holidays and trips to shape your days and weeks.

where you are thrown back into the reality of your routine.

like it or not.

or both.

whichever.

which is really still no routine.

b/c it's summer.

and the routine of summer is that you can sink into your bathing suits from dawn to dusk.

forgetting what day it is until you try to figure out how many days it's been since the kids have been bathed.

or how many weeks days it's been since the house has been cleaned.

b/c sitting outside slathered in sunscreen with a Popsicle and strawberry lemonade is the only thing we will for surely accomplish the entire day.

ok august,

give us your best shot.

we're not through with you yet summer.

we just need to work in some more naps.

july has us trashed.

thank you july,

we loved every minute:)

all my love,

em