I really must warn you and tell you now to take your “anti-jelly” pill as extreme jelly-ness may occur as a result of reading this post.
First, be jelly of Avery’s awesome look.
The slippers are so big that they double as leg warmers!
Be jelly of the blob. Good times in the blob.
Be jelly of being a kid. He’s been quite the fish lately. Definitely enjoying his summer in the blob.
And absolutely be jelly of our times on Pontunia. It was pretty hot the last few days, so we did a lot of this:
Not hot enough for Avery though, apparently. She hasn’t been much of a swimmer the last few days.
Here she is watching the boys swim.
Dylan wanted to know what a cannonball was recently. Eric showed him and now he’s a cannonball professional.
Be jelly of Avery’s container of nuts. She definitely got her protein in that day!
Be jelly of how nice it was on Saturday.
Be jelly of our awesome can cozies from Eric’s friend Koop’s wedding last weekend.
Be jelly of the views you aren’t seeing!
Be jelly of the lunch I packed for the boat this afternoon! And the kiddie picnic table! And my chair!
Be jelly of the finger food I whipped up. D is enjoying a turkey, hummus and pickle roll up. GOOD.
Be jelly of boat naps! For the record, she never actually did nap.
Neither did he.
Be jelly of Avery’s fun boat! She finally went in cuz we had her boat.
Be jelly of being pulled backwards holding onto ropes attached to Pontunia! The looks you get from folks passing by are awesome! “Look at those poor people! Can’t afford a tube so they are pulling their kids on ropes! For shame!” It’s classy. As is Pontunia, herself.
One final piece of information to make you jelly – we’re going out for pizza in a bit! I know, I know – you must be just DYING now. So I’ll stop.