Berit turned 7 years old on Saturday, and I'm already getting a glimpse of how I will see less and less of her the older she gets. She had Bridey sleep over on Thursday night and Elena on Friday. On Saturday, she had play practice for Seussical the Musical and had Mason over for pizza and ice cream that night. Even though she spent the nights at our house, I felt like I didn't spend any time with her at all. And last night, she slept over at Kiki's house.

Sigh.

It's funny when your kids start to pick up on your slang (unless your slang is profanity... then it's not funny).

Rowan is showing me how a floor lamp works at Grammy's house:

"See Daddy... you turn it on here (demonstrates)... and you turn it off here... THAT'S CRAZY!"

During the July 4 fireworks, Griffin covered his eyes and never uncovered them. He didn't scream and cry in dismay. He just sat on my lap very very silently with his eyes covered the whole time.