I think if I had to do a photo essay on the subject of summer, I’d choose these photos. Or I could just blog about them. This is, after all, my photo essay of my life. But I don’t know. I just really love these photos. They take all the fun that we had and squeeze it into concentrate. And before you feel too bad for Bug in that last photo where she’s screaming, don’t. Please know that she got herself all the way to the top of the slide knowing that she’d have to come down somehow. Mommy rescues once or twice but after that you’re on your own, kid.