Buddy and Hubby just went out to run an errand -- Buddy somehow toddling off with a backpack full of diapers and a change of clothes strapped to his tiny shoulders. He had to hold his hands up in the air so the backpack wouldn't fall to the ground while he was walking.
Ah, summer. I just really enjoy it -- when it's not 900 degrees outside.
In a few short weeks, the summer will be over for kids all over the country. Punkin will be going into third grade, and our two littles will be attending a "daycare school" for the first time in their memory.
Between now and then
All too soon, we'll be back into the routine of school. The days will cool off, and the summer (with the oppressively hot days) will be a memory.
I used to love to have the summers off, but I remember I used to enjoy going back to school. Back to school meant back to a routine, and there was comfort in that. New clothes, new notebooks (Trapper Keepers!), and, if you were lucky, your same friends from last year.
Back to school time still feels like a time of renewal to me -- a chance to start over again. When the unstructured, sometimes chaotic, slapdash days of summer are moving behind us, we can get down to the business of... whatever it is we weren't doing over the summer.
Until then, though, I'll enjoy the last few days of summer, while keeping an eye out for the changing colors of the leaves and the crisp feeling in the air. Those first few days of Autumn have always been my favorite. I look forward to seeing them again.