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One Month Later....

Yes, I know it's been a month since I blogged last. The sad part is that I've had lots to blog about the last few weeks and I just haven't done it. It's time to redeem my blogging status.

Best Father's Day Gift
Dads are always the hardest to buy for. It's probably because they want the same thing every year: nothing. This year, though, we gave Toren's dad the best give ANYONE could ask for:

The tag is upside down, but you get idea. I can't say I've seen a happier father that I did this year. To make thing easier for Baxter, we're going to keep taking care of him at our house. We don't want to confuse the little guy.

Shakespearean Festival
My mom came down for a visit the last week of June. While she was here we wanted to do something fun and exciting -- something we wouldn't otherwise do on our own. So, we went to down to Ashland to experience the Shakespearean Festival. We had SO much fun. Of course we had to spend a little time at the Medford mall shopping, getting pedicures, and soaking up some 90-degree rays (how could we consider it a girls vacation if we didn't?).

We watched to plays at the festival: Much Ado About Nothing and Henry VII. They were both very good, but we were a little lost during the first 20 minutes while our ears adjusted to Shakespeare's writing style.

We also had a fun time walking around Ashland, visiting the quaint shops and admiring the hippies way of life. Thanks Mom for the fun mini-vacation!!

Sitting in the Elizabethan stage.

Forth of July
The fourth of July is 2nd favorite holiday (just behind Christmas, of course). There's just something magical about warm-weather BBQs, hanging out in camping chairs, and watching an colorful firework show. This year our Fourth of July meant eating out for dinner (I'm not really complaining about that one) and running from man-made bombs. Not exactly Magical. I'll let the pictures give you a glimpse at our evening.

He looks a little to excited to light that bomb.

We did watch the neighbors' fireworks and we set off a few non bombs of our own.

Baxter loved the fireworks, too. I think he's actually just depressed because I wouldn't let him off his leash.

Kalen with Rock-A-Bye-Baby. Our Grand Finale.

The Grand Finale. Thanks, Kalen, for keeping the 4th of July magic alive!