We haven't moved to the moon or anything.

We've just been a little crazed. First, Dad went out of town for 10 days and in the meantime, Mom hired some babysitters and took off to race her bike and run on some trails. Thus, no pictures. Then, Grandma came to help Mom out and Hazel promptly acquired a stomach virus. Thank god Grandma came, Mom said.

Here's Haze on the mend (surrounded, of course, by all of her favorite things):

Hazel finally got better, Mom raced, Hazel hung out with more babysitters. No pictures.

Finally, finally, finally, Dad came home. This time, everyone went to the races together. Even Uncle Ritchie and Aunt Ailey came:

Hazel practiced ringing her cowbell:

And taught Aunt Ailey a thing or two about the proper way to heckle:

Everyone was very excited to be well, back together again, hanging out in the sun and bike racing.