Day 3 of summer was actually cold. Cold. My youngest children were digging for jackets. Without being reminded. Weird.
Despite jackets, the kids had fun playing outside. Then, summer began in earnest. Sissy dug out a tub of air dry clay. So began the pile of creations on my kitchen island and bits of dried clay on my kitchen floor. This is what summer is all about. Time. Time to create. Time to play. Time to chat. Here are a few of the cool things Memmy and Sissy created.