{"id":5735,"date":"2011-06-17T08:45:09","date_gmt":"2011-06-17T13:45:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/?p=5735"},"modified":"2025-04-30T13:11:23","modified_gmt":"2025-04-30T17:11:23","slug":"is-it-summer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/2011\/06\/17\/is-it-summer\/","title":{"rendered":"Is it summer?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday I was under a blanket, with a sweater on, watching the rain fall from my screened-in porch. It was 68 degrees. Weirdest weather ever!<\/p>\n<p>Prior to that it was hot. Like Texas hot.<\/p>\n<p>And we were sweating at the park.<\/p>\n<p>This morning the sun is shining and I am hoping for a rain free warm day!<\/p>\n<p>He looks thrilled doesn&#8217;t he? It&#8217;s hard to be 11. Oh wait- he is now 12! Ouch, that hurts.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3698-copy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-5737\" title=\"IMG_3698 copy\" src=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3698-copy.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"900\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3698-copy.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3698-copy-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Sometimes these boys get along so well. A lot of the time not.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3707copy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-5739\" title=\"IMG_3707copy\" src=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3707copy.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"900\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3707copy.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3707copy-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3711copy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-5740\" title=\"IMG_3711copy\" src=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3711copy.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"900\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3711copy.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3711copy-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Eva has decided now that she is two that she should swing on the big girl swing.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3715copy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-5741\" title=\"IMG_3715copy\" src=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3715copy.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"900\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3715copy.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3715copy-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>She wants to be big so bad she can&#8217;t stand it.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3729copy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-5742\" title=\"IMG_3729copy\" src=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3729copy.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"400\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3729copy.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3729copy-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3729copy-450x300.jpg 450w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Guess who&#8217;s birthday is today?? My baby boy is 8 years old!! He made me a list of the food he wants to eat today and put it on a sticky note on my bed. Breakfast is Chick fil A<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3737copy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-5744\" title=\"IMG_3737copy\" src=\"https:\/\/elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3737copy.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"900\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3737copy.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3737copy-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Off to hang with the birthday boy \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday I was under a blanket, with a sweater on, watching the rain fall from my screened-in porch. It was 68 degrees. Weirdest weather ever! Prior to that it was hot. Like Texas hot. And we were sweating at the park. This morning the sun is shining and I am hoping for a rain free warm day! He looks thrilled doesn&#8217;t he? It&#8217;s hard to be 11. Oh wait- he is now 12! Ouch, that hurts. Sometimes these boys get along so well. A lot of the time not. Eva has decided now that she is two that she should swing on the big girl swing. She wants to be big so bad she can&#8217;t stand it. Guess who&#8217;s birthday is today?? My baby boy is 8 years old!! He made me a list of the food he wants to eat today and put it on a sticky note on my bed. Breakfast is Chick fil A Off to hang with the birthday boy \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":5736,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5735","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-family","category-life"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/IMG_3693copy.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5735","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5735"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5735\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18993,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5735\/revisions\/18993"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5736"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5735"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5735"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5735"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}