If there were ever a season to follow Summer, I'm certainly glad it is Fall. I love the boat and the sun and the water too much to call Fall "my favorite", but it absolutely ranks higher than frigid Winter or Wet, dirty Alberta Spring. I like the colors, the spicy smells, the tights and boots, the promise of Family get togethers and good meals. I like listening to music that makes me feel Fallish, like Sarah Harmer. And I like all of those things A LOT.
Tomatoes from our garden.
Felt banner for our dining room.
Cinnamon and Nutmeg, simmering on the stove.
I guess there are some new things I'm going to have to get used to about Fall, too, and maybe come to look forward to. Maybe. But this Mama sure isn't there yet. My baby started Kindergarten today. And I am missing her dearly. But I made it out of the classroom before I cried, and she was happy and brave to stay. I'm choosing to consider those things greatly successful.
Kissing her Sister Goodbye.
I was tossing and turning last night, when I remembered I'd forgotten to get something ready for today. I got up and went into the kitchen and started rustling around with paper and markers and scissors. When I went back to bed, sleep finally came.
Beyond adjusting to new routines for school and extra-curriculars, September is going to be one helluva month for us. Matt and I are spending the weekend of the 22nd in Canmore to run Melissa's 10k. I'm hoping for a beautiful weekend in the mountains with great friends and babies I love, with a generous side of great accomplishment. Matt is also setting out on his own new adventure, and we are happily along for the ride. After enjoying 8 years with the company he currently works for, he has accepted an exciting new offer that promises challenges and opportunity. With great risk comes great reward.
We're off to get our Sister girl now. More in a later post about what she thinks of indoor shoes and recess and music and hallways and Mrs. Cocks and circle time. :)