tuesday, unwrapped. and late.

late last night my girl lisa inquired to the whereabouts of my tuesdays, unwrapped post. i told her i tried, but it was tuesday, crazy.

we've finally received the first draft of our home study report, which has turned us into a flurry of adoption busyness and giddiness. yeee!

but i did take a moment to document these girls, stretching up in my veryfrontyard:







i call them middle-school-susans.

there’s this phase in early july that i always forget about, this awkward, spindly stage where they crane their necks and drown the reek of hormones in drakkar and peg their jeans to fit in.

next week this time they’ll be all strut and swagger, crowned and lustrous and sure of themselves. they’ll be splendid, no doubt, but i think i like them best right now.

right now, in their yellow half-scraggle, beautiful for their grit and undaunted belief.