We eat outside a lot these days and it's just the best. My boss at work handed-down some plates that her kids were done with that have compartments. Somehow these plates actually remind us to serve lots of options, like this plate of berries, cheese, rice & a guacamole cup (with chips on the side for dipping). Delicious.
We made a stop in Loves Park -- it was just cool enough for a fire with marshmallows with Grandma Karen & Grandpa John. We also got to crash into walls of ice cream containers -- a new & terrific Criner grandparent tradition.
After a long stretch of crabby figuring-out time, Franklin is a happy guy. He rolls, crawls and eats all kinds of food. Most importantly, he can chase after his most favorite person in the whole world -- his big sister.
We were lucky enough to have a visit from Aunt Cindy who was in town for a deposition & other lawyer stuff.
The annual Fergus family campout was great fun! Franklin slept like a dream in the pack-n-play inside the tent. Daily fell asleep outside with us and then slept in her sleeping bag.
We ran around, played with aunts/uncles/cousins/grandparents, swam in the pool, blew bubbles, read books in a hammock and ate camping food (little cereals, juice boxes, chips. strawberries, grapes, crackers, more chips...). On Sunday morning Daily woke up and asked if we could do the nighttime camping stuff she missed after falling asleep in B's arms, so we might do another campout in the fall.
We really lucked out with not-too hot weather, one storm that ended with a giant rainbow, great co-campers & campsite visitors, cold beer and happy kids.
Aunt Julie sends the best packages or the worst packages, depending on your opinions about confetti/tinsel.