As I type this with itchy red eyes, a cup of tepid chai (I'm wishing was coffee), and smelling like all kinds of essential oils, I'm grouchily asking myself- what happened to summer? Dang it fall, you've done it again. School pick up lines, pumpkin flavored everything, ALLERGIES, packing lunches, extra laundry...pass. I love three of the four seasons, fall is just the odd man out. But back to school, we're embracing that here, even if I'm convinced it takes more work to send kids to school than to keep them home.
Roc had his first day in first grade today, not complete without a call from the school nurse to report he has a goose egg from his head getting knocked into the lunch room table. Sounds about right. Rome started preschool last week and barely glanced back to wave goodbye when he realized there was a pet snake in his classroom. Out-shined by a snake, motherhood has never been more glam. Not sure if our boys' confident swagger as they easily walk through life without us is a testament to how well we've raised them or they're just pumped to get a break from us. Either way, we'll take it! Because one they're darn cute and two maybe we need a lil break ourselves mmmmkay.
Come on fall, you're not my favorite, but bring me a salted caramel mocha, don't judge the tissue in my nose and maybe, just maybe, we can be cordial.