Monday, August 5, 2013   It's August.  August!  Last August, we
were suspended in a world of hurrying up and waiting (and
waiting, and waiiiiiting) while temperatures soared and my feet
swelled and the road to Colorado felt unimaginably long.  We
were saying goodbye to our beautiful northwoods home (the hair!
 On that boy!)  We were traveling, which meant me waddling in
and out of every reeking bathroom from north central Wisconsin
to north west Minnesota and struggling to reach into the
backseat to restart Toy Story without pulling any muscles.  I
was holed up in the lake cabin for a sweet, quiet week alone
with Vivi, all princess shows and sparkles on everything and
following her whims and her ways and cherishing our last days
together as the only ladies of the house (the lack of hair!  On
that girl!)  It was a whole different world, last August, it
really was.  Because now there's this August.  This August,
settled into our Colorado home with an almost five year old, an
almost preschooler, an almost one ye