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Closing out Summer

Summer 2019, you were so good to us! Two big trips down the Cape, lots of time on various beaches, a big kid who can ride her bike on two wheels like a champ, Annie's first summer camp and so much time outside, with each other and with our favorite people all summer long.

Maddie heads back to school tomorrow and then Annie follows her in on Monday for her very first day of school ever. And just like that, we have both kids in school. Sweet, bittersweet and all the underlying anxiety for Mama to absorb the change, but I know it is going to be nothing but great. Annie is totally ready to be there and we still get the best of both worlds by having our glue/aka nanny in the afternoons with them. Life really worked itself out as best as could this season of life, and for that I am so thankful. I cannot wait to watch them grow and live their best little lives this next year.

This fall is going to be a whole new world for us with new activities, different schedules and me having such an awesomely short commute that will (hopefully) cut down on some of the rushing and chaos of the mornings. Both girls are switching their dance classes to the weekdays meaning Saturdays are all ours again (!!!), Maddie is adding in cross country and Annie is joining big sis on the soccer field, meaning Coach Dada now has two games every Sunday in addition to his commitments to the overall organization as a board member.

Oh, and us parents have some new hobbies - Matt has become a break of dawn fisherman, bringing home pictures of the most beautiful sunrises and stories of the just barely too small fish he has to throw back. I joined an amazing new fitness studio and have fallen back into the most wonderful yoga routine and added in bootcamp and other ways to kick my ass outside of running.

Of course as soon as we get back into a routine, we are throwing it all in a blender and heading to Germany for a week, but I have a hunch it will be totally worth it, even if we do have to flip time zones and catch up on missed homework on international flights. The girls get to see their Dada crush another marathon, in another country, surrounded by history and sites that we will all be experiencing for the first time together. And all those soft pretzels!

So here we are. New backpacks filled with completed summer work packets, uniforms organized and hung straight, alarms set back a little earlier and just a touch of excitement for that first jump in crunchy leaves.

Alright September, let's dooo this!

Thanks for the memories. Old Silver!

Summer family date night.

Our handsome dude.

Cape Cod, we love you.

See ya next season, Revs!



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