It's that time of year again. Summer break is over and the weather, although still very warm, is no longer in the triple digits. September is more than half over and the school year is well established.
We haven't really set foot in the backyard for the last three scorching months. We've gotten the kiddie pool out a time or two, I guess, but we've stayed completely on the deck, under the shade of the umbrella with some body part actually in the coolness of the water at all times. No one has played in the backyard at all. Then I got my hammock and tried to lay in it while you and your sister played and had to feel so sorry for you, trying to find your toys in the (for you at least) knee high weeds and all of your toys were covered with a layer of dirt, leaves, pollen, and who knows what else.
That's right, it's time to fall in the backyard.
First of all, your dad mowed the grass (an act which flushed out the fox and let us know that in our absence, and probably after the long rains, a new hole was dug into the den under the deck).
Then I gathered all of your toys, washed them, threw out the broken ones, and rearranged the toys from the Sydney-centric way that the backyard had been last spring when you weren't even walking to a Jack-friendly way for the coming fall.
You loved, loved, loved all of the slides and were able to manage the castle slide completely on your own.Your new favorite, though, is the tool bench, which was sadly one of the few toys that I didn't manage to clean, so now I have a task for tomorrow.
Mostly, you just enjoyed being outside. You have always been calmer outside than in and I'm glad for your sake that fall is all but here and we can spend more and more time enjoying the great plasticine outdoors together.
Happy Fall!Love,
Mom
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