rotten bananas

Today was our foray into the fourth grade...I was about as excited as he was.

I also found this "banana" hiding in the shadows at the back of a shelf.

THIS we had fun with.

I found myself wishing it was really a giant vanilla bean... so much yummier...

180 days...and counting...

It's been months since I started, and stopped, blogging.

Where did the summer go?

So much we never got around to.

It felt like the lamest summer.

It felt like we didn't do anything at all.

I suppose this summer will blur into my sons' memory, part of the thing that becomes "when I was a kid..."

We raised chicks, butterflies and praying mantis...

We celebrated birthdays, went to zoos and the aquarium...

and spent time with family and friends we'd been neglecting.

and the summer rolled on, like summers always do...

too quickly for the kids comes the return to school...

too quickly for the grown-ups, greedily wishing they could squeeze in a few more hours with the kids, lazy summer hours, without all the rules that Septembers bring...


180 days...and counting...