As each leaf falls and we edge closer to late fall than early fall, I am greeted each morning to, "Summertime! Summertime!"
This confused me for several mornings, until I realized that a certain young lady thinks that summertime actually means 'morning time.' I have no idea where she made the connection, but even as the weather cools, the trees lose their leaves and she is no longer allowed to wear sleeveless play dresses, I have yet to convince Sofia that summertime actually does not equal morning.
Usually, I am excited for summer's arrival, in this case, I wish I could delay it a bit. She sure does get up early.
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About Me
- Becca
- I'm a mother, daughter, wife, sister, friend, niece, granddaughter, and aunt just trying to figure out this thing called life as best I can. My two daughters have stolen my time and my heart, and this blog is mostly about them. Often in lieu of a baby book. The months pass by so quickly, and I want so desperately not to forget each moment as it passes.