End of summer is always bittersweet to me. I love fall - the weather, the colors, the return to a routine.... But fall also means no more lazy Sunday evenings, no more sleeping in, no more free Saturdays. I often feel like I haven't done enough with my kids over the summer. We made a list of things to do over the summer, and we didn't do so well. Granted, some of their wishes were rather unrealistic, but none the less, we didn't accomplish as many memories as I had hoped.
I also lose my slave labor that hangs out the laundry and empties the dishwasher.
But, back to the things I love about fall - the house looks the same when I come home as when I left, I no longer have four children turning into zombies in front of the TV and computer, soccer season, and of course, the sunsets.
So here's to 8th grade, 6th grade, 4th grade, and 2nd grade.
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