It's August. The middle of August to be exact, and September is just around the corner. And fall, here, is definitely on the way. The weather's cloudy and cool. We've broken out the jeans and light sweaters. I quickly took stock of Henry's fall clothing situation and bought some needed items. The band had it's first march out this week, followed by lots of practices as they choose new members. There's a crispness in the air. The back to school commercials and school supplies are in full force, and have been for awhile. We Packed a Back Pack. I'm headed back to school as well. Our summer plans have changed to fall travel season. And it feels like football. In fact, the first game is in less than two weeks. Campus is packed again, with lazy summer evenings walking around an empty campus giving way to cars packed with new carpets, refrigerators and shower shoes waiting to be unloaded. It feels like fall.
And I do love fall. But this summer flew by, way to quickly. And I know that winter is just around the corner, waiting to rear its snow filled head. But we're going to enjoy fall. Football, the band, tailgating, chili and hot chocolate. Jumping in leaves will be especially fun with Henry this year. Apple picking, apple cider, pumpkin picking and carving, all to be enjoyed with our one year old bundle of energy. Jackets and sweaters and fall colors.
Henry and I are making sure to enjoy the last days of summer, getting out as much as we can for walks and bike rides, swings and the park and zoo. Twice a day, three times a day even, for as long as we can. Here's to hoping we have an Indian summer this year too!
We did see the band's first march out, one of my favorite traditions. Brings back memories for a few reasons. It's hard to believe that as a new freshman, I participated in band camp too, and well, we know how that turned out, but it was really fun to be part of the band if for only a few days. Turns out marching and playing at the same time was too difficult for me to learn in four days. And, last year, watching the band march out was our first big outing with Henry, at only a week old. The first time we actually showered, changed out of pajamas, packed up the stroller and diaper bag and headed to an adventure. Henry slept through the band then! But this time, he was a little confused and a little shocked at the loud sound, but did well. And we've seen the band march a lot more this week too. He's got to practice listening. And his friends were there too, trumpets in hand! Henry even brought his little trumpet!
Like I said, it's fall, and that means rain, even on the band march out! Henry actually did fine in the rain too. He's such a big boy. He even liked it a little!
Makes me laugh! What a funny rain face!
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