The end of summer?!
I can't even believe it!
The kids go to school tomorrow-- Jack is a kindergartener, and Harry starts second grade, which means they are both gone ALL DAY. I am going to miss them killing each other in the basement and screaming at me from the sand box to bring them some water. And the snack requests that start whining in about 46 minutes after a meal has ended-- I am going to miss those, too.
I know that sounds snarky, but I am for serious.
I began this summer with total dread because everyone! would! be! home! all! day! No camps or anything. But after the bike riding, the yard playing, the pool swimming, the zoo going, the road tripping-- this summer has been magical.
Yes, we had to cancel our pimped out Palm Beach getaway (The Breakers! We were going to The Breakers! and stay in town because of Harry's frequent cardiology follow-ups, but we haven't set any alarms or kept any kind of schedule beyond Cooper's 12-2 naps (oh! Dorothy's naps! that's another post for another day).
Each lazy day has blended into the next, and all of the sudden it's September.
My tiny old lady baby started the summer like this:
Isn't his stance HILARIOUS? He canNOT stand up and smile-- it cracks me up.
I haven't been blogging lately because of all of the doing nothing (No, that's not true-- I have had meetings at work, and Ben and I have been doing a ton of PTO stuff because our term as co-presidents has begun. Also, since I started this damn diet, I have been working out everyday for twice as long as I used to, and that takes some serious time. Plus we got Netflix finally, and I have been watching a tremendous amount of TV.
What I am trying to say is I have pictures!
Like this one: