This daily blogging thing kills me. Don't get me wrong -- I love blogging, but it's hard to get posts done when there's so much going on, and the kids (Sophie) are destroying the house, and I've got cooking/cleaning/laundry/unpacking/killing ants to do, and I'm tired and want to collapse into bed.
So, I'll tell you about our 4th of July tomorrow. We ate, we shot off some fireworks, we ate some more, and one of us put on a swimsuit for the first time in four years. Guess who that was?