The summer is in full swing, or jeté, as it were

Not two days after we return from our lakeside retreat, Annie begins her first day of week-long ballet camp (it's only 2 hours long and involves snack and craft time, so apparently, we're easing ourselves into our tutus). Annie loved it and at the end of the week we had a recital where they showed off their "Under the Sea" themed moves. Annie was an excellent shark and turtle. She also tackled walking like a crab with gusto. There's a video of her warm-up dance on our Shutterfly site if you're interested in seeing her in action (pw: annieandoscar). Now, she's on to good old summer day camp, complete with sunblock, bathing suits and her name written on EVERYTHING. I will pick her up from her first day in about an hour, so I'll keep everyone posted on what she thinks. She looked a little apprehensive when I left her, but that usually lasts for all of two seconds before she starts beaming and bossing people around.

Father's Day came and went with not much fanfare, I'm afraid. Jay had to go into work for the day, but we started the morning off with some presents. The cats got him some grill tools since we're about to receive our first grill ever in the mail any day now. Annie and Oscar got him some running shoes as he's started to go jogging again and his old shoes could have easily been mistaken for roadkill. I made Jay's favorite tomato basil quiche for dinner and we ended it with Cherry Garcia frozen yogurt cones and Oscar got to meet his new best friends, Ben & Jerry. He's a fan.

Speaking of Oscar, he'll be trying out for the U.S. Olympic gymnastic team any day now. Unlike his sister at his age, the boy can't sit still for one second. He's rolling like crazy, on carpet, hardwoods, gravel (that last one, I kid, but I wouldn't put it past him). I'm pretty sure he'll be crawling in less than two weeks. He loves to eat, talk (I think Roscoe understands some of what he's saying), smile, laugh, and STARE at his sister for hours. Napping? Not so much. Like his sister, he hates sleeping in the car which, when you're a second child, is sort of a necessity, but I guess that depends on who you ask, right, Oscar? But even when exhausted, he's a happy kid. His leg is healing nicely and he's starting to bear weight on it again. No cast. The doctor left it up to us. We decided that with the lake and the upcoming summer heat, it would just be so uncomfortable for him. So we've just been ginger with it and he doesn't seem phased a bit.