It Was Like a Blink of an Eye

Since their departure one measly week after their arrival I haven't brought myself to sit down and unload the vast amounts of pictures that were taken of our togetherness until now.

Boy, I'm tired! I had the tinniest twinge to blog today so I'm running with it. I remember why I prefer to write a little something more often because now I can't move forward until the Fourth is behind us in full force.

Here in New York, when the cousins come in July, we press repeat and keep it traditional.

Ready for stale parades and cousin luuuv?

It went like this, Monday: Fairport villiage parade

but not before

Sunday: Wolcott fireworks & cottage

of the fourth of July.

I hope I keep feeling twingy so I can share the rest of our week together in what will be known as the Summerish of Vaisey in honor of last year and because we got the condensed version this year.

I offered to have them stay longer(the rest of the summer?) and all sleep in our upstairs multipurpose "playroom" complete with fold out bed and limited floor space due to what I refer to as "obese amounts of un-played with toys and crap," but for some reason they declined. I can't figure it out?

All I can think of it that I guess you grow pretty snobby when you become new home owners.