Sadly, I'm afraid that's what these are becoming. I'm not beating myself up over it, though I had intended for this to be a 365 blog. My responsibility is to my students, and that responsibility will be finished within in a week (or at least as finished as it's going to be).
I have been taking pictures, though -- perhaps not every day, but enough to be ok with. Here's a catch-up sampling:
Playing games with nieces and nephew and friends. POM's sis was coming home from surgery this day.
The game? Prince Caspian Monopoly! We played the "quick" version and still didn't finish.
Little feet. Oh, for childhood flexibility!
Girls after my own heart. The eight-year-old is snarfing her way through the Harry Potter series. She's blowing my mind.
Can we say The Life of Riley? Sheesh. Get a job or something.
It's not really my birthday, but our department celebrates all the summer birthdays at our last department meeting of the year. 
Grrrrrr! Source of frustration, proof of service. I was impressed, though, by the fact that I received a personally signed letter from our judge thanking me for my service. I don't remember that from last time. This judge was pretty cool.
Dinner one night last week. My motto: if you're not sure what to do with it, grill it! And summer's almost here, the best time for have grilled veggies and fruit! Mmmm.
I'm embarrassed to admit how long these precious little tomato plants languished in their storebought six-packs on our backyard table, awaiting replanting. Well, they're in now, and I sincerely hope they won't hold it against us.
Glad unfurling. (Hm, there could be a poem in that.)
Hydrangea, late afternoon. It's in a spot with too much sun, really (hence the brown and curling leaves), but it must like us enough to keep flowering, which it does with gusto.
The biology of the hydrangea is really fascinating. Note the little flower in the center as it opens up.
Aglow.
Remember the puppy? He's now to my colleague's knees. They always grow up so fast. (Sniff!)
That ain't no puppy butt anymore. That's a dog's haunches. Actually, he's still very mouthy and bitey, and we are all looking forward to obedience school.
A student of mine who is graduating is a Sikh. He normally wears his hair in a patka, but he has been promising his friends and certain teachers that he'd show them his hair once before graduation. It was a personal decision of his, and he made good on his promise this week. Isn't it gorgeous? What a cool young man he is growing up to be.
Waifish adorability
Shhh! The baby's sleeping!
Favorite place for finger.
Yeah. I'm cute. 
One of my best poses.
Series with ball.
Crash.
Yeah, I meant to do that. Ain't I cute, though?
Another of my good poses. 
Auntie loves this one with the sunsetty light on my fair lashes.
Got a cheeto on my foot.
Ate the cheeto from my foot.
What?! I had to get it off my foot, and why waste a perfectly good cheeto? It's why my immune system is so good!
Lovely light and pose with Mumma.
Tossing the cheeto, in action!
This is my head-on-shoulder pose. It's one of my regulars. 
Cheesy powder fingers, headed the way of the lens! Smirk, smirk.
Another stock pose.
Auntie CGM and I are cracking up!
"Ta-ta?" Which is to say, "Can I see myself on the camera screen?"
Those windshield wipers are cool!
Yeah, I'm a driving stud.
I can wrap my arms around this wheel, no problem!
