Callie got Freckles this summer!
They've already faded, but it cracks me up!
To me it has a double meaning: Time is flying by, each special moment is here and gone so we're constantly "chasing time". The second meaning describes my life. Always chasing around, chasing the kids, chasing to school, home and back again! It's Chasing Callie and Trenton Time!

We took our 3rd annual trip to the cabin in mid August. Relaxing as always.
It turns out fishing in the skift is good luck. Trent caught his first whopper with Gran, and Callie and I went out and she caught her whopper! Gran swears at one point Trent had the record fish on the line, but it snapped, so we'll never know. The fish were biteing! You can see by the look on Trent's face, he's a little conflicted. He likes the fishing, but is quick to get them back in the water. He doesn't want to keep them out of the water for too long.
Our fish story for this trip involves Gran catching a fish with a hook coming out of it's bowels. "It's pooping a hook!" We laughed so hard! She surgically removed it and saved that fishes life!
Success on the first try, a face full on the second!
That was the end of that for this trip!
About this time last year I was doing some planning. A rare thing for me I know! This was an event I would look forward to for the next 9 months! No, it wasn't a baby! It was the Ballet!