What's the best way to honor a sunny, spunky little one gone to Heaven much too soon? Join us as we bake, skip, squat, color, leapfrog, and simply remember our way through our first Summer without Logan. And watch as I try to answer the question: are there great answers and healing to be found in One Summer of Fun?

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Day 3

Following on the heels of yesterday's big excursion, Laziness took control. So today was low-key. Low, low key.

Isaac had dance class this morning, and I was very (very) pleased that he actually participated. He hadn't wanted to for a few weeks now, but with the recital coming up this weekend, I was super anxious about having a potential non-dancer, non-singer on-hand. But he rocked out, in his crazed 'don't really know what I'm doing but hey, it's kinda fun' way. Then we came home and had fresh fruit salad for lunch. In an attempt to stick to my guns and do something 'different', they ate picnic-style atop a blanket in the living room. And that was pretty much it! The rest of the day was filled with Isaac making a stack of pictures, drawn almost entirely in purple crayon (and believe it or not, I'm just *now* getting the irony of that...) and featuring high-wire artists; Abby reading and watching the Disney Channel; and Brady, well, being a toddler.

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