Summer is a blast this year. Last year Landon was so little we spent the season in survival mode trucking him back and forth to myriad doctor appointments, culminating in his surgery a year ago already. I also was preparing to return to work full-time. This year, however, he’s healthy, I’m healthy and we’re all in good, relatively stress-free employment situations.

Landon babbles all the time and narrates everything he does and sees. He can push his walker around and walk a bit when holding onto our hands, but he isn’t walking independently quite yet. He’ll be a bit of a late walker, but no one is concerned about it and I’m glad he can’t reach even more while he’s on the go.

Landon has a strong arm. He can throw balls most of the way across our living room and has surprisingly good aim. He also made the stuffed owl fly, a gift from Seaway Manufacturing, a company in Erie I visited for work.

We frequently need to vacate our house in the evenings when people come to look at it. (Want to buy a house anyone? Great one right here!) Windy Ridge Dairy is fairly close and we usually need milk. Summer is also ice cream season so Brian and I have enjoyed some there and we realized Landon is very content munching on an empty cone.

He’s a super cuddly little boy. He loves looking at Dada through the window and trying to get to him. They make faces at each other and the bottom part of our windows are covered with Landon and Lexi prints.

He’s also making up games, like pushing his high chair around, sitting under it and belly laughing so hard he can hardly sit up.

The annual Ellwood City festival was this past weekend and a police officer gave Landon a “Junior Officer” sticker badge. Landon wouldn’t leave it on his shirt but was so pleased with it he held onto that sticker for at least an hour while we strolled around the festival and he ate part of my gyro.

Brian and I also got a much-needed afternoon where we took Lexi kayaking down the Connoquenessing Creek. Water levels finally receded enough to not be dangerous, but remained high enough we didn’t need to portage half the creek, like I did last year when I tried to paddle it.

Thanks for stopping by! Bye!