And a caring big sister. (Holmes is fine, thankfully.)

Yet another week of summer camp complete! Meryl was in a Girls Rock Math camp last week, replete with several girl empowerment songs learned, a super long initially scary slide slid, and a ‘Girlafesto’ about being wise, able, and capable. Rock on, ladies!

Plus it was fun to drop Meryl off and pick her up in this old school turned community center. Best backpack hooks ever!

Every morning on our way to school, Holmes has to find ‘something’ to bring in the car. Inevitably, the entire kids corner of toys ends up in the car. The time of the tinker is upon us and it’s great to see him get lost in his own thoughts…except when we need to get out of the house!

We’re becoming a skateboarding family. Frank decided Meryl needed an early birthday gift…guised as an excuse to get a skateboard of his own:) Luckily, there are adult skateboarding camps so Frank can finally start his ‘Old Guys Skateboarding Club.’ I’m just hoping I can balance again on my college long board in the garage. Holmes is up next!

While reading, Holmes proceeded to describe invisibility to be just like camouflage, which is sneaky:) He’s also catalogued bridges around Seattle that can open and those that stay closed. Bring on the knowledge library and factoids!

Ladies unite! Meryl and I caught one of the last WNBA Storm games of the season last night! And they won! Breanna Stewart scored a season high for points in a game (“Mom, why do they keep saying, ‘Breanna Stewart?’”), Sue Bird dazzled being Sue Bird, Lauren Jackson showed up to say, “hi,” and Megan Rapinoe played it cool court side. In other observations, Meryl noticed that there are a lot of ‘clapping songs.’ It was a sold out game (we were two of 13,500!), and it was WONDERFUL.

So much entertainment! Dancers, Taiko drummers, Doppler the Storm mascot…oh yeah, and the game:) I want to go to another game already!

Meryl wanted to unleash her inner American Ninja Warrior Flex Labreck athleticism with the other kids on a sculpture outside the arena on our way out of the stadium. The warped wall.

Razor clams from our neighbor while watching, ‘My Neighbor, Totoro.’