Sizzlin'

Speeding through life in the fast lane is where we've been. July has been busy for us! For the past 2 weeks I think we've gone non stop. Nothing seemed to come to mind as I've been trying to tie the last couple of weeks together into one post. Until it hit me- like a ten pound sack of blazing Florida heat. This weather has been beating us down every. single. freaking. day. I think the humidity followed us all the way to South Carolina, and then hitched a ride back home. Non stop busy bee-ing it with a toddler in tow is exhausting and a sticky mess in this Florida summer heat.

We kicked off our busy bodying with a road trip to South Carolina. To see daddy. I just had to let those words sink in as I tried to think of something to type next. Something to really explain or muster the inexplainable feeling of seeing dada after his 3 months away in BCT for the army. The precious moment when the boys first saw each other, these pictures really don't do it justice. The very second that families were given the "GO" to run and find their soldier on the field, our massive stroller served its purpose as it plowed over holes, rocks, and feet (whoops) towards our boy. 

We were given two short days with Juan before he was sent to his next training in Virginia. This countdown will be 6 weeks longer, but just like the heat, he will be finished in time for the holidays :)

We then hit up our Georgia families and visited with them for a few days. Austin was in heaven playing with his cousins, and I may have been, too, with all of the mommy company! We've even been lucky enough to have Tyler visiting us in Florida this past week! They are the sweetest baby boys.

I'm already hearing talk and seeing posts about Fall- and though I do love obsess over a good seasonal Starbucks treat as much as the next gal, I can't help but wish we had another two months of beach trips here in Florida. Oh wait. We do.

Give me one more month and I'll be knocking on Fall's front door, begging for the cool weather to come out and play. Until then, we will be soaking up the sizzling heat, poolside with a cold one.

On the Ball

Since the day of Austin's very belated Father's Day photo shoot, I have been constantly crossing tasks off of my consistently growing list. I have been mentally high fiving myself all day, despite the twenty six more to-do's that appear at the bottom of my list each time I cross one thing off.  Yesterday I organized my old bedroom at my parents' house, preparing it for a craft room makeover. SWOON. Does anyone else find it hard to part with certain items, solely because they might serve a purpose in the future? I've gone through that room about three times since high school, and it seems like I'm always trying to justify keeping certain items. I'll end up needing this tiara for a bridal shower or Halloween. I should keep this giant American Girl doll in case I have a daughter. Yesterday's raid definitely compensated for my years of hoarding, and I have an incredible "garage sale" pile to prove it. An ocarina made in art class and birthday cards from old boyfriends aren't comparable to the keepsakes I have made over the past couple of years. And let's face it, I was running out of room.
I kept the tiara.

This morning I was still very much in the groove. I woke up to an alarm, entirely too early, and was one hair brush short of being out the door before realizing that Austin's doctor's appointment isn't until tomorrow morning. If you're following on Instagram, you already know what we did instead.
Donuts.

On Friday we will be attending a Fourth of July party, which saves me from any and all eleventh hour planning. That's not to say that come Friday morning I won't be desperately rummaging through the kitchen, making last minute attempts to whip up some sort of festive red, white, and blue breakfast.

While going through boxes in the bedroom craft room, I found Austin's outfit from last year! Naturally, I squeezed my toddler into the same romper he wore as a wee little 6 month old. Just for a few pictures. Or, you know... the entire rest of the day. And then I sat back and melted into a million pieces as I watched him parade around like he owned all of America.

Wishing you a festive and firework-filled Fourth of July!