Of course, fall doesn't officially mark the end of summer until the latter part of September. But we all know that summer is unofficially over the first day we start back to school, and that day is tomorrow. Last weekend, I asked my guy to make a impromptu day trip to the beach. We live about three hours away, so we packed up the car, got up early and headed to the coast. He's oh so good to me!
The day was absolutely gorgeous in spite of the initial off coast storm and we had a fabulous time. Kids played, I read and basked, Chris sited boats and took a turn or two in the ocean himself. Despite the great day, it was just weird - weird to be a family of four rather than five. Something I'm having a little bit of difficulty getting used to seeing. Something I don't really want to get use to feeling. I love my family - I love when we are all together.
Regardless of how I want things to be though, life progresses on - the natural order of things occurs and we must adapt and see the positive. As my youngest-one-of-three put it today, "Hey Mom, you only have to pack two lunches this school year!" Yep... true.
But really, I wouldn't mind packing three...
