Barbie, Taylor, and Triathlons

My summer of female joy

When my children were younger, I felt a sense of pressure to try to make sure we filled our summers with All! The! Fun! activities. This wasn’t because I felt pressured to make my children’s summer’s magical¹ or to prove my good mom status, but rather because I live in the Midwest and it feels practically mandatory to try to make the most of the non-snow…