Holding on to summer

We're holding on to every second of summer over here. It's no secret that summer is my favorite season, with winter in dead last. And by that I mean, way way way down there. We love the sun against our faces, the water around us and the smell of fresh air.
And the girls' sun-kissed faces. Oh it's like no other. 

So as the temps rose to almost 80, we turned up the heater on the pool and told the girls that it was likely our last weekend to swim. Saturday we hosted some great friends for one last hoorah. 

And Sunday, it was just the 5 of us. Enjoying the laughter of each other and taking in this gorgeous summer like day. Sadly, the evening was approaching and it was time to climb out. Regan started tearing up, then crying, then downright sobbing. You see, she's a bit like her mama. She doesn't want winter to arrive. 

"It's not fair!" 

"Summer is too short", 

"why can't we move to Florida?!", 

were statements she said through sobs. Crocodile ears streaming down her face. 

We tried coaxing her back into the pool for another 5 minutes but she insisted it would just make her cry again when she had to get out. And so, we let her cry it out. And eventually, she will be excited for sledding and shoveling snow. But until then, I'm with her....why can't we just move to Florida!?

Sun-kissed cheeks and baby splashes in the water. 

Florida sure sounds nice :)