We’ve been poolaholics since school let out.  We’ll enjoy water with anyone who invites us.  Wave pool, good.  Friends’ pools, good.  Strangers’ pools, good.  Water hose, good.  Imagine Joey eating Rachel’s trifle at Thanksgiving.  We don’t care if you’re pool water tastes like feet, we’re all in.

We spend the majority of our days lounging around in our wet bathing suits and kids are dropping like flies around 6pm.  This is the good life.  The tan, fun in the sun, splash each other in the face and no one cares kind of life.

We’re just hopping around pool, to pool, to pool.  We’re full on pool hoppers.  This is a real thing.  We’re living proof.

My laundry pile is smaller, but my towel pile is bigger.  I go to great lengths to keep the only laundry rule I have been able to follow out of the list my mom tried teaching me:  Wash your towels separate from everything else.  I actually do this and it makes me feel all kinds of accomplished.

Swimming also absolutely counts as a bath.  Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.  I am obviously a children’s hygiene expert.  Take my word for it.  This is essential.  Crucial to our lazy summer life.  Fall, spring and winter are the seasons for baths…not summer.

And dare I even say what I did today at the pool while my smallest, wild toddler child was in summer mother’s day out…I have zero shame…Are you ready?  Can you handle it?  Drum roll please…I read a book.  Like sat in one place…a lounge chair for crying out loud…and read a book.  It was amazing.  I wept with joy.

Yes, these are the days.  And I want to soak up every last ray of sunshine.  Poolside is where you will find us…showing summer my complete devotion.  My hand belongs only in Summer’s back pocket.

Happy Thursday!

We kind of like to go hard and live it up in the summer.  2 weeks in and it’s already been crazy fun.  I love the loungyness of summer.  I love the less strict schedule and the leisurely wake up and bedtime times.  The fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants everything.  I pretty much love it all.

Summer time brings on insane appetites.  I mean, seriously, the kids eat.  I often think, “Must you guys eat breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks everyday?”  And swimming amps up their appetite by like a 1000.  I’ve been hitting up the grocery store super early in the morning.  Grocery shopping without 4 small children is seriously like a mini vacation.

They are outside 90% of the day.  Doing everything and anything and God knows what else.  They are so funny and strange and quirky…and I love it.  Sometimes the stuff they come up with to do, blows my mind.  They are the weirdest kiddos and I adore their weirdness.

Our swim time is off the charts.  I adored swimming as a kid and now my kids adore swimming.  And it’s the best energy buster on the planet…zaps them clean.  The 6pm bedtime is like a little gift wrapped in pretty sparkly summer paper…with Josh and I’s name on it.  {insert creeper baby in the background}

Bath time was pretty much non existent before.  I know, I know.  Some of you are totally grossed out, but they’re just kids.  Josh and I shower…almost every day.  We’re not stinky…just our kids are.  And now that it’s summer, the pool gives me this motherly arrogance that they really are getting like 4 baths a week, which is way more than normal.  Like waaaaaaaay more than normal.  But then that leads to a legit bath with actual soap and shampoo involved being put off even longer.  I will just continue to believe the pool water has magic cleaning powers and one day my kids will bath more regularly…when they start middle school…that seems like the perfect time to teach hygiene.

Our first road trip of the summer was, ummmmm, okay.  Our timing wasn’t the best…we got off to a late start and the last hour we listened to Amon scream his freakin’ head off.  Yes, he gets really pissed off sometimes…shocking, I know.  He was way past lunch and did not take a nap.  So he was not only really hangry, but tired too.  We also forgot to bring much for the wee Kelleys to do in the car and we do not have portable DVD players, video games or DVD players in our car {insert gasp}.  They each had 2 books…and a 3 hour car ride.  Instead of stopping, we just powered on through.  It’s how we roll.  So everyone was frazzled and moody, but we hit our destination and the world was right again.

And the result of amazing summer fun is just down right tiredness.  They crash early and sleep in late.  And then we party all day and the fun seems to be endless.  It’s another vicious cycle that I adore.

So how are you spending your summer?  Any good adventures yet?  I hope it lives up to its summery expectations.

Happy Tuesday.