Happy September everyone! This time of year always reminds me of my one of my favorite blogs that I wrote a few years back:
“Autumn, the responsible daughter, gives us an extra hour of sleep. She paints the mountains in beautiful colors. She brings cool breezes that are a relief after summer’s temper tantrums and we revel in slipping on coats and curling up with blankets and hot drinks.
Then summer stomps it’s feet and refuses to stay in bed like a good child and it gets hot again and we all sweat for a week or two, determinedly drinking our pumpkin spice lattes because it’s supposed to be fall, darn it.”
We’re currently in one of those hot spells here in Atlanta, even though all natural urges say to consume hot drinks and wear cosy warm clothing. It’s also back to school time, and that ignites a fire in me to be organized, create a schedule for myself, and learn something new.
(Sidenote: when I said this to my husband, he chuckled and said that back to school time made him want to teach something. I think this difference is an excellent portrayal of our relationship and perhaps why we get along so well).
So in addition to our third grade homeschool year (!!!!) I decided it was time for me to get back to the books as well–or perhaps more accurately, the notebook and keyboard. So I dusted off the blog, gave it a new name to reflect life right now, and here we are. I’m excited to start writing about our life again, and excited to work on the novels and stories that got put on the back burner while we were preparing for and welcoming baby into our world.
(The baby who is, somehow, almost 10 months old. Man did that happen fast!)
When back to school season rolls around, do you get the urge to teach or to learn? Or just cut class altogether and go to the mall?