27/52

"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Logan: watching the kids swimming on this hot, hot day. We just got home from a morning of shopping and a lunch date with daddy. We stepped onto the grass for a quick photo since the deck was burning the bottoms of our feet. 

Not pictured is an entire afternoon spent in the pool. 
And now we're pruney.

Hoping for a little break with this heat.

More photos on my instagram.

26/52

"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Logan: Today you invited me in your room to "chill." Where did you come from, little girl?

Linking up with jodi and many others here.

Favorites from last week:
The adorably sweet sibling duos Isla and Will and Tucky and Banjo and Sofia and Alba.

a summer TO-DO:

GO ROCK COLLECTING
EAT WATER ICE
GO BOWLING
TRY OUT A NEW FARMERS MARKET
GO TO A BASEBALL GAME
TAKE LO TO HER FIRST MOVIE
OVERNIGHT MINI-VACATION
STRAWBERRY PICKING
CATCH FIREFLIES
MAKE WAFFLES AND ICE CREAM
BUILD A SAND CASTLE
EAT SMORES
BUILD A FORT
MAKE CURRENT LO'S TRAVEL JOURNAL
CREATE VISION BOARD
SEND POST CARDS TO FRIENDS
GO TO SESAME PLACE
DATE NIGHTS
SEE FIREWORKS
DRINK ROOT BEER FLOATS
MINI GOLF
GO TO A PLAY

25/52

"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Logan: Weekend warrior at the track. 

 You make us so proud, little girl-- you make yourself proud too. I want to bottle up this feeling, so you can have it for always.

stills

^ Not a cloud in the sky, and a colorful ride.

^ New Hope day trip. 

^ Make a wish, baby girl.

^ Feeding the ducks.

^ Clean eating// Summer grub.

^ Across the river..

^ The greatest show on earth. Really.

^ A cold treat on a hot day :)

24/52

"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013."

My little Logan Greer, happiest outside.

strawberry picking

Today we headed out to our favorite local farm and went strawberry picking. The tractor wagon took us out to the wet, marshy, fields where we filled our produce bins with berries, berries, and berries. We were in our sweet [literally] glory. Strawberry scents filled the air, and the sights looked as sweet as they smelled. 

The ground was quite soggy to say the least [yesterday we received 5 inches of rain] but we didn't let that stop us. 

This is one of my favorite early summer traditions we have created with Logan. And I think it's hers too, my sweet red handed berry thief. Sco, Lo, and I are all huge berry enthusiasts, and look forward to picking them fresh and local every year.

Any early summer traditions?
Any strawberry recipes?
All are welcomed :]