Until our first vacation without the girls since we became parents. Cruise, here we come. Beach on an island off the Honduran coast (ok – our timing is a little off with the military coup and all, but the ship is still planning to go there), Snuba in the Cayman Islands, Mayan ruins in Mexico and ziplining in Belize, here we come!

Chloe came home from her long weekend at her friend’s grandparent’s house dirty and exhausted. She had a fantastic time. Her first request in the door, at 7 pm, was to watch a movie. Our answer, of course, was no – and we knew that our darling Chloe was back. She was not happy. And when we told her she absolutely needed to bathe before bed, she was furious. Never mind that she hadn’t bathed in days (whoever said that girls are more concerned about their hygiene than boys is not living on the same planet I inhabit).

It was Chloe’s last day of school today. That didn’t prevent the rain from pouring down. But dare I hope that we might finally have a weekend with sunshine and warm temperatures? I’m probably jinxing it by even writing about it, but I am sooooo sick of the rain. I don’t recall experiencing so many days of rain in one month. If I didn’t have a sense of direction, I’d wake up thinking we were living in Seattle.

It’s been raining, almost non-stop, since the beginning of June. With every passing week, I think of the swim club, and all the money down the drain because we haven’t yet been able to go this season. Unless it’s nice next weekend, we’re looking at the third week in July before we even have the possibility of going. In which case, it will end up being an outrageously expensive summer. I hope that our babysitter will at least have some warm, sunny days during the week so that Sophie can enjoy the pool.