“Use your words.”
Mike loves to say that to me (or our kids) for no apparent reason.
“Use your words, Nancy” Mike will say – when I’m doing nothing if not “using my words”.
“Use your words,” Mike might insist when Abe innocently yawns.
I don’t know why it’s funny to us. Particularly when Abe was small, it seems we would often hear parents using it to encourage their kids to actually speak what they needed or wanted (as opposed to just throwing a tantrum); and it’s perfectly sound parenting. We just . . . also think it sounds funny. (Shrug.)
My point? Well, I’ve sort of ruined it by all that yammering above, but my point was meant to be something like, “I won’t be using my words much in this post today. Just some images. Summer time. Little people. Make of them what you will.”