Since our friendship would soon get split up as a result of living in different zip codes, we decided the best way to spend Kindergarten Eve was to make Ferguson memories with a couple of my favorite friends, Colin & Amaya.

So there we were, joy-riding through the pumpkin patch on wagon wheels, painting our faces with twin tattoos, and giggling between every bite of the obligatory caramel apple.

Because nothing prepares you for going separate ways better than a challenging corn maze. And nothing shows how we’ll still keep up with each other better than a cooperative pedal tractor race. And since nothing can teach our friendship how to blossom better than an apple orchard, we never said goodbye that day. It was simply “See ya later,” sealed with a hug. And another hug, just for good measure.

Goodbye, training wheels! Hello, freedom!

Blood + sweat + tears = Summer goal accomplished!

The only mood on this swing is happiness.

We love our new happy place!

Sometimes you just gotta get in the car and head to Timbavati Wildlife Park with your friends.

But if you don’t have lovely, awesome, willing-to-go-on-a-whim friends like we have, you can make friends there at the park with the birds, the giraffes, and the kudu!

Afterward, be sure to head to Moosejaw Pizza for cotton candy soda. And pizza, of course!

That’s what I call a day well spent. Thanks for joining us, Sara & Abe!!

To me, Ireland isn’t a place. Ireland is a dear friend.

And since our friendship will be interrupted by the devastating reality of attending separate schools for kindergarten, mom made good on a promise to have a fun day with Ireland before summer’s end.

So, we found a Friday in early August to tour the UW-La Crosse campus, run throughout the Children’s museum, indulge in an intimate back-seat Taco Bell snack, and explore every corner of Ireland’s house.

We played like there was no tomorrow… just in case.

Summer isn’t completely summer without a trip up north to our Hayward home away from home.

So, off we went, over the first weekend of August, in search of loon sightings, dragonfly encounters, Flowage fish dinners, campfire smores, beautiful sunsets, and peaceful starlit skies.

As usual, Hayward didn’t disappoint!

On the evening of July 25th, we tucked our little one-year-old into bed and woke up to find a two-year-old!

It was mostly a happy occasion, except for the fact that July 26th marked the official date listed in the one-sided, unsigned contract, outlining a non-mutual agreement that 2-year-old Genesee would surrender her highly-cherished pacifier – cold turkey. I was certain this plan wouldn’t end well, but since Genesee didn’t read the fine print, she was somewhat oblivious to the gravity of the situation and so the celebration continued. (Note to self: Always read the fine print!)

We showered Genesee with love, unicorns, and cupcakes, and then watched her grow up right in front of our eyes.

But before time completely escaped us, we paused it through the camera lens so we could remember the defining moments that preceded age 2… like, how Genesee’s hair curls in the humidity, how she sticks out her tongue to concentrate, how she adores me to pieces, and how “yellow” and “Ashlee” somehow became universal terms in her limited vocabulary.

And then we took another snapshot because we wanted to remember how much Genesee enjoys all condiments, creams, and lotions (mostly rubbed on her face and arms), how she is fascinated with coloring (also mostly on herself), how she loves walking and sliding and swinging through the outdoors, and how she’s always down for a good dance party or playdough session.

We also captured our sweet-tooth snacker, who’s not afraid to get messy, running more gracefully, showing increased affection toward mom (although the snuggle with dad is still real), becoming a light sleeper, buckling herself into the car seat, and earning stickers for her impressive potty-training successes.

Sadly, the rest of the snapshots are now a blur… mostly because time advances quickly, but also because our diva toddler is a mover and shaker and there’s no stopping her.

However, this much remains clear: Genesee is 26 pounds of goofy, stubborn, and sassy who will surely conquer the world with her independence, charm, wit, and silly faces!

So, go on, little G! The world is waiting.

You could go to Mexico if you want to get hot and sweaty, or you could just hang out at the La Crosse Regional airport in late July to view planes on display.

Fortunately, the heat didn’t melt my excitement to view specialty aircraft that was flown during World War II, like the B-24 Liberator Diamond Lil and the Boeing B-29 Superfortress named “Fifi.”

It was a trip down memory lane for Grandpa, our aviation enthusiast, who loved to take his family to the EAA Airventure Oshkosh annual event in years past.

Thanks for sharing your love with us, Grandpa!

There were lots of ups and downs at Fair this year…. mostly on that dragon rollercoaster I rode like a boss, but the rest of Mr. Ed’s Magical Midway Amusement Park provided great entertainment too! Now that I’m older and braver and taller, I spent most of my time, my parents’ money, and my screams on all of the rides! But luckily, I saved my cheers for the dog show and horse arena because our main priority was being loyal members of Cortney’s fan club. Of course, we’re also big fans of the deliciously hot and wonderfully fresh mini donuts, so that happened too. (You’re welcome, belly.) Unfortunately, we didn’t get to cheer on Ashlee due to her torn ACL and meniscus, but we look forward to her comeback next year!