I can hardly believe it's Fall already. It seems like just yesterday Lael was jumping off the diving board. We were wearing short shorts, (ok, the kids, not me. Never me. Ever. Ahem.) riding bikes, eating popsicles and enjoying the warmth of the sun.
I mean. The sun will still come out. But now it's only good for thawing off numb ears and fingers.
As much as I don't like the cold. I do love the changes of the season. Pretty scarves, pretty hats and gloves. Colorful leaves.
But before all that comes my favorite month of the year.
So many joys of October. My birthday is the 7th. My husbands is the 9th. My best friends is the 10th. My daughters is the 29th. Halloween on the 31st.
Fun. Fun. Fun.
Today is the beginning of a non-stop party month. I'll be 28 this year. OMG. It's scary just typing it out. 28. I don't feel like I've lived 28 years. I still feel 16. That's good right?
My hubby will be 34. Good googah moogah, how am I married to an old man?
But what really pulls at my heart is that my precious girl will be 6. How is that possible? Where have the years gone?
Didn't she just say her first word? Didn't she just get potty trained? When did she stop saying "Dabby" and start saying "Dad"?
The thing is times goes by right before your eyes. As much as I love the month of October, I wish the months in between would slow down already.
Oh well. It's here.
Time to party!
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