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Summer Break

Hey, remember me? I write this blog. Supposedly.

I took a summer break. I just didn't mean to.

Sometimes life gets a little busy, right? And then sometimes life gets a little busy plus you go on vacation plus you start thinking about putting your kid in school plus you buy a house (a fixer-upper, no less) plus a ramp van. And you injure your neck. And it's 150 degrees outside with 99 percent humidity so your brain melts out of your head into a puddle of unmotivated slime and then fries on the sidewalk.

Does it sound like I'm making excuses? Yeah, it does to me too.

My peace offering, as usual, is a series of Collin pictures.

On our vacation to Savannah for a family wedding, we snuck in a morning at the beach. Collin couldn't get enough.

On our vacation to Savannah for a family wedding, we snuck in a morning at the beach. Collin couldn't get enough.

Collin and I had absurd quantities of sand in our swimsuit bottoms after this.

Collin and I had absurd quantities of sand in our swimsuit bottoms after this.

Wedding reception! Collin was the life of the party and danced until 11:00. Seriously.

Wedding reception! Collin was the life of the party and danced until 11:00. Seriously.

Phew. Savannah is HOT.

Phew. Savannah is HOT.

We were all sad that the Forrest Gump bench wasn't in it's original location anymore because we obviously wanted to get our picture taken on it. But Collin said I brought my OWN bench, fools!

We were all sad that the Forrest Gump bench wasn't in it's original location anymore because we obviously wanted to get our picture taken on it. But Collin said I brought my OWN bench, fools!

Favorite place on vacation? The hotel pool.

Favorite place on vacation? The hotel pool.