i'll trade you a sea star for a dolphin

as michael set out on his 38 hour travel back to alesund, owen and i decided that rather than go back to the ranch and mourn the end of the "home honeymoon" we'd head up to our san c neighbors and crash their block party. so with matching nemo swim trunks (thanks grandma lynn for setting west up with two!) owen and west divvied up sea animals in the wading pool, ate platefuls of watermelon, played cars in the sandbox, and of course experienced the joy that only a bouncy castle can give. then thanks to the marathon play date owen crashed out in the car at 7pm and slept until 6am the next morning. i'm thinking this is how the rest of the summer should go. . .