Saturday, in the park, a week before the 4th of July

Because it's so hot here (have we mentioned how hot it is here? oof), Truman takes his weekend trips to the park in the early morning--so early that you might notice he's still in his PJs. He doesn't usually get out of his sleepwear until 11 or so on weekends, anyway.

First we re-arrange things a little, with some back up from Luther.



Then it's time for a slide down the slide.



When it's over, it's time to walk Luther home.



Well, maybe not, but it's still a good way to spend Saturday morning.

Father's Day

Hope all the dads had a great day yesterday! Apologies to the ones whose cards we forgot to send (um, Uncle Tom and Uncle Jason)—we were thinking of you, though!

Hard to believe Paul was celebrating his second father's day. He had a good day that started with breakfast at IHOP, followed by golf on TV. And more golf. And some Truman time.

Random Shots

Not much time to blog these days, but here are a few one-offs:


Truman looking appropriately tough in his "tattoo" shirt courtesy of our friend Sukey.



Hard to believe that he used to sleep in this basket! Now it's basically a toy box.


Eating his first popsicle! Bet it feels good on that molar that's coming in.