Love, love, love Wisconsin in the summertime. We spent our time cruising back and forth the 3.7 miles between Dan's house and my dad's new house. Being on the lake sure beats hot, sticky, land-locked D.C. Luke is on the move claiming the title of "e"-boy from my brother, who was a little lost in la-la land after returning from India with a bit more than a new yoga pose. Cipro will hopefully do the trick.
Luke loved our boat ride with grandparents, Uncle Josh, Miles and Jodi, forming a band with his cousins, playing with his bff Elizabeth in Chicago, chilling on my dad's porch, and splashing in the dogs' water bowls. Dan and I enjoyed all of the above, including eating (and surviving) the top of our wedding cake nearly 6 years later.
He we are... a boat ride with the gang... me and Dan, my dad, Paula, dan's parents, Josh, Miles and Jodi. We miss you Auntie Lis and Uncle Matt!
Grandpa and Luke driving the boat on Sunday.... a relaxing day after the Fourth of July party circuit.
Tip-toeing in the pool with help from Paula.
First and favorite pastime... boat ride on Oconomowoc Lake.
Uncle Josh brought back this adorable knit hat from India. Knit hat in the summer time is such a fashion statement.
A little "chartreuse" at the end of an evening.... a treat my dad and Paula brought back from their trip to France. Strong, yes, but did it really warrant this freakish face?
After nearly 6 years and 6 freezers, we finally ate the top of our wedding cake. We all survived and it was just as we remembered it (in our hotel room at midnight).
Swaying on the porch at my dad's house.
Luke and Grandpa Jimbo conversing wicker to wicker.
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