I was surprised when I stepped outside after Carter’s nap, sat on the front steps with him to eat a snack and read some books, and I started sweating. I guess my mind had shifted already into fall mode, when really, I am actually rushing it a bit. Not on purpose. While I love fall for the first couple of weeks, it’s not that I want it to be here right this second. I think I just have this part of my brain that tells me back to school means back to cool.
But summer is hanging on a bit. It’s been in the eighties for almost the whole week straight. I’m beginning to think we closed our pool prematurely. We could’ve gotten another good couple of weeks out of it.
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