Blaze the Stroller and a Summer Walk...

Summertime, and the heat wave has finally been giving us breaks... Along with the baby girl giving us longer stretches of contentment... and we have a new double stroller I got from Joe's and my families for my birthday that needs breaking in.

I've dubbed the stroller Blaze... (we name a lot of things 'round here... Cars, plants, etc.).

And I've fallen completely in love with Blaze. So has Lucy, actually. The first two times I took her and Noah out in it, she was fussy--- because it was the time in her life when she was ALWAYS fussy-- but within two blocks of walking, each time she'd clam up, chill out, and ultimately fall asleep.

AWESOME.

Nowadays, with her being happier and less sleepy, we just enjoy taking her out and letting her see the wide world. She still loves Blaze... and Noah enjoys it, too.

Here, one of our evening Family Walks, in photographs.

"It's dangerous business, walking out your front door...." -Tolkien

We don't try to impress anyone... it's strictly "come as you are".... and I, of course, AM GORGEOUS:

(or I look like I'm in radiation treatments... But hey.... the real estate signs don't lie, right?)

My handsome hubby--- Daddy Chauffeur:

The passengers, enjoying the comforts of Blaze:

(Accessorizing: Noah has a telescope... Lucy has a CRAZY BIG smile.)

The School That is No More--our house gave us front row seats to the demolition that happened on this plot of land:

The radiation patient and the Daddy Chauffeur:

On the left- Noah is obsessed with all signs with the "no" circle on it--- the red slash, etc. He has to know what all of them are telling us not to do.

On the right- our intended destination this evening... a shabby little Quick Stop..

Specifically, the Blue Bunny ice cream cooler at the Quick Stop:

Noah's choice:

Strolling back home... I've always liked this fire house:

And Noah likes to pull his Blaze canopy ALLLLL the way over, like a turtle shell....While mom likes to photograph the incongruity of a random piece of weave on the sidewalk.

(Yeah. Gross.)

And so. Evening strolls. Blaze the stroller. Ice cream. Weave. 

A good evening to be had by all. 

The End.