Yesterday was the last day of summer vacation for Brian and so we spent the day together, doing the things that most people had probably already done....but what that meant for us was empty stores and we were able to get lots done in half the time.
He's got a new back pack now and shiny shoes and a sweatshirt with some logo on it that I never would've let his oldest brother wear...but I'm older and worn and tired and is a skull on a sweatshirt really that big of a deal?
We then lunched at Hole Mole in Tustin which seriously has the best fish tacos around. Brian is such a fun lunch partner...he likes to try new things and go new places.
I miss him already and he hasn't even left for school yet.
The best part of the day was when he got to spend his birthday money, all of it (plus $3.38 that I kicked in because I like him so much), on a brand new skateboard. He'd been waiting pretty much all summer long for one and finally had enough money (minus $3.38) to get what he really wanted. I love when things like that get to happen...when you've waited long enough for something that you know you really, really want and then once you have it you can't help but smile for days.
That's how he felt about getting his skateboard.
The other best part of the day was when I was dancing and I asked if he was embarrassed. His response...'I'm not embarrassed OF you; I'm embarrassed FOR you' all said with a totally straight face. He is so very much our child.
So, here we are. Another summer over. The air became so cool and crisp last night that I had to put on a sweater in a the garden. My favorite season of all is approaching and I can see it coming...I'm looking forward to leaves changing and suppers in the oven and hiking my favorite trail (that has lots of snakes during the hot months) and blankets piled high on my bed.
But I think what I'm looking forward to the most is having a routine down again. I love that our summers don't have a schedule to them...that we can have long suppers at night and stay up late and not worry about early mornings and rushing around. But after a few months of that, I find I'm ready for shorter days and longer nights and for some sort of plan...whether it be a meal plan or school plan or concert plan or basketball plan.
I like being able to write in my calendar.
I also like that by the time I start getting to the point where I cannot handle being scheduled to the gills anymore, that summer will come again.