"How much good inside a day? Depends on how good you live 'em."
As we dip into this last month of summer, I want us to savor every last ounce of it. Before we know it, autumn will be upon us, and then quickly winter. But, first, let's check off the remaining items on our summer bucket list. So far we've done a lot, not leaving much unchecked. We've had plenty of backyard pool days and monkey-hanging on the upgraded swing set. (So long, baby swing!) We've had park play dates aplenty. Arts and crafts projects at home. Swim lessons. Beach dates. Hot, muggy parades. And evenings on the river galore.
A few weeks ago we stayed at a cabin with some friends. After being stung by a hoard of bees (a series of three stings at once), a self-inflicted injury by a razor during bath time (where he sported a bandaid mustache thereafter), and became host to a hungry leech, Ashton declared: "This vacation hates me."
And rounding out the checks on our summer bucket list thus far: we braved a Twins game. This year we managed to stay until the sixth inning--a feat we celebrate during a season of our lives where a baseball game is less about watching the sport and more to do with juggling antsy kids as long as we possibly can stand it. Maybe next year we'll stay one inning longer or manage to see a few minutes of the game, but we're not holding our breath.
There are still a few items left to be checked off before summer concludes. Then it's on to the next season of our lives. Fall brings many, many changes for our family. I'm not quite ready for that chapter just yet, so please, summer, take your sweet time fading away.