This is what 9 looks like.

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The summer of 2014 is winding down.  But not without a few little things left to do.  We have had a few adventures and quite a bit of fun.
Farm camp the first week of summer which feels like forever ago.  Jack learned about chickens, cows, goats and alot of water life.. It was definitely a great expereince that we will do again next year.
We went to the forty fort pool a few times, but certainly not as much as we have previous years.  I think something has changed for me.  I used to enjoy going and being just THERE. 
We were busy with Karate all summer which has been great for our boy.  He is strong and trying hard to stay intune with Master Barnes. 
There was a visit to Wilhelmina Modeling visit.  Of course they want Jack to be a model but they wanted a 1000 dollar phtoshoot to put his cards out and put him on their website.  OK Dont have that.
He is beautiful, I know.  He will always be beautiful.
YMCA camp with a sleep away night.  OMG I survived his first sleepover a t camp!!
A night at the mountain, a movie day, nanas pool day.
Two sperate trips to the beach.  he learned to body surf and chatted with EVERYONE INCESSANTLY!!!
We had his birthday party and it was a super success he loved it!!!  
I love this boy.  He is beautiful, smart, funny, friendly and kind.
I pray for successful school year with friends and buddies to share the year with.  That he will be patient with himself and learn new things and enjoy it. \
I love you Jack.
The summer between wecond and third grade was, relaxing, exciting, full of growth and hopefully a respite before a successful third grade year.  God bless you jack.

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