I know summer's not over until later on in September, but there's something about labour day weekend and seeing all the school buses out on the road again that make me feel like summer is "over". While I was getting a bit nostalgic going through photos from the summer last night, I do love this time of year something fierce - and this year I'm completely and totally ready for Fall weather after the crazy, hot humidity we've had here over the past couple weeks. Ottawa has been turned into a sweaty mess of frizzy hair (me) and I've never been to the bayou but I'm pretty sure I know what it feels like. So as they say, bring on the sweater weather.
I'm sad to say good-bye to summer and all the firsts we've experienced - June is officially 3 months today (!!!) and she's started rolling over. It's been my first summer looking at the season through the eyes of a mother - summer nights that are warm enough for just pi's and no blankets makes my life easier, and I'm dreaming of outdoor movie nights in a few years with a growing Junebug.
There's been so much going on the past week; so much so that I don't really know where to start. I'm percolating like a cup of coffee on plans for the Fall, on things that are getting me all fired up and passionate, on where we go next. We're working on a road trip plan (which may or may not be crazy with a four-month old), and some redecorating plans for our master bedroom and turning the formal dining room we never use into something that's much more fun. But before we get into that, I wanted to say good-bye properly to summer.
Seriously, summers always go by so quickly. Those nights where the crickets put you to sleep, when you wear tank tops out to pick up the mail at 10 pm and you can feel the humidity cloaked around you. The stopping and a moment's notice for an ice-cream, the flowers you splurge on for your kitchen table. And maybe because we had a baby, and everything goes in fast motion when you have a new baby, but this was the summer on warp speed. There's been many a good summer, but I'm leaving this one feeling like I would do every moment over again. Even the one where Mike passed out after he hurt his ankle and I called 911 because I didn't know what was happening. Yes, even that one :)