Crazy how fast the holiday season has gone. Four days away from Christmas and I don’t even think my Thanksgiving turkey is completely digested. Okay, that’s a little gross, but you get my point. Even though it’s going fast, it … Continue reading
You may have noticed that I’ve been distant lately. I really don’t mean to be. It’s not personal. And I mean this when I say this, it’s not you, it’s me. Since finding out I would become the next Verity Mom, lots has happened. All good stuff! But it’s resulted in me not posting on this blog as often. When I began this journey, I knew I would have to make some sacrifices, one of them most likely being that my personal blog would suffer a bit. So if you’re feeling lonely and a little abandoned lately, now you know why.
But there is good news! Although I won’t be able to post as often on my personal blog, I will be blogging often for the Verity Mom site. Much of the content will be similar since my job is to blog about being a mom — just like I do here! So over the next year, if you feel you need to connect a little more with me, and I hope you do, follow me as the Verity Mom. I’ll be on all the cool social media sites like I am now. I am looking forward to my new journey and look forward to connecting with and learning from other moms, grandmas, aunts, dads, grandpas, and uncles, and anyone else who wants to connect! No one is excluded and everyone is welcome.
So please come join me!
This has been the longest, most intense interview process I’ve ever experienced. I started this process mid-September and just found out yesterday that I will take the reigns as the next Verity Mom! I’ve said from the beginning that this would be a dream come true, and I’m here to tell you, I’m either dreaming, or I’m about to live out a dream. If I’m dreaming, please don’t wake me because I’m just too excited for it to end!
This whole process started out 2 months ago with 35 applicants, then narrowed down to 15, then the top 3, and just yesterday, it was announced I would take over for the next year to represent Seattle area moms and Verity Credit Union as the next Verity Mom. During this entire process I learned a lot about myself, what I thought were my limits and going beyond, and also a whole lotta ’bout some amazing people in my life.
I also learned what an amazing organization Verity Credit Union is. I came fresh off working for a large corporation for eight years submersed into a corporate mentality of sink or swim and forgot how awesome companies who genuinely care about their employees can be. There are many amazing and motivating companies out there. I am so glad to be back with one where the energy is felt from the minute you walk in the door, to each person you meet who works there, to the extraordinary vision it has giving Moms a voice and platform to represent other moms. Go Moms!
I am lucky and fortunate enough to be that person. What a privilege, honor, and great responsibility I have. I look forward to this challenge and can’t wait to share it with all of you. Thank you for joining me in this journey! Good things are coming our way.
The applications, videos, blog submissions, and votes are in from the top 15. The Verity Mom Meet-Up is over (and was amazing by the way), and the Verity Mom Team has made their decision. The top 3 have been decided upon, and lucky me, I’m one of them! It’s been a long process — I submitted my application on September 3rd! — and it’s still not over. But I would have to say the hardest part is behind me. It started out with 35 amazing moms, then narrowed down to 15, and now down to the final 3. I feel lucky to have been a part of such an unbelievable journey with all 35 moms, let alone end up in the top 3.
I woke up at 5:00am yesterday morning anxiously awaiting Verity’s decision on who they selected for the final 3, as were all the final 15 candidates. We spent several hours on Monday at Verity Credit Union’s headquarters in North Seattle meeting with the final 15 candidates and the incredible Verity Credit Union team. And when I say incredible, I mean incredible. From the moment you walk in their doors to each moment we spent during the intense “stations” and camaraderie-filled break room conversations, we were treated with enthusiasm, excitement, and the genuine respect you can’t fake or force — it’s something that emanates from people who are genuinely happy with where they work. This is one of the reasons why I am so passionate about this organization.
Being in the top 3 leaves me with mixed emotions including pride, excitement, determination and a little bit of sadness. I know how much I want this opportunity and the hours I’ve spent dedicating myself so that I represented the best possible me I could. But I know each of the top 15 put just as much of themselves into this opportunity hoping for the same result. So with that I feel sadness. I am proud of the company I held, and still do with the final 3.
But now that it’s down to 3, I need your votes! In case you need some reasons to vote for me, I put together a video of the reasons why I would make the best Verity Mom and why you should vote for me.
If you didn’t already know, I made it to the top 15 of the Verity Mom Contest. Yay! I finished my final blog post and video submission on Monday and submitted it yesterday to Verity Credit Union. Can I get a hallelujah? I put everything I had into that video — from the videoing itself down to the editing and music. I think I could pretty much do a blockbuster movie now. I’m thinking about collaborating with Steven Spielberg. I haven’t gotten back to him so not sure yet.
Okay, maybe I’m not quite ready for blockbuster movies, but I do enjoy doing video editing. It’s like a piece of art you can put your artistic spin on and mold into what you envisioned it to be. I also learned a bit about compromise. You don’t always get the exact footage you pictured, and you learn to adjust, and maybe cut out a few clips here and there. I also learned that after 3 days of filming with 4 kids and a husband in 6 different locations while PMSing, isn’t always the most pleasant experience. Mostly for them. But we all survived and it’s done!
The next step is for the top 15 finalists to head down to Verity’s corporate headquarters in Seattle on Monday for a Mom Meet-Up. We’ll spend two and a half hours meeting each other, eating lunch, and doing interactive activities so that Verity can get to know each of us. They will choose their top 3 to go to the final round based on our final video, blog post, and the Mom Meet-Up. If I make it to the top 3 I will count on all my friends, family, and anyone else to cast their vote for me. I apologize now for the social media blast coming your way if I make the top 3.
So here’s my final video… Enjoy!
It doesn’t matter how you follow me, just follow me!
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Some of you may have noticed the increase in cost for this edition. I am not going to blame it on the economy, the mortgage industry or the Bush Administration. I actually had a few people who wrote in letting me know there were some uncharacteristic mechanical and context errors in the last circulation. So in order to avoid this embarrassing realization I will have to put some extra time and effort in during the editing process to ensure we continue to put out the highest quality of newsletter our loyal readers so deserve. We do appreciate your continued loyalty and will definitely put your extra money to good use. I can’t be expected to work for free as I’m sure you all understand. Now on to the weather… it’s cool, it’s windy, and it’s spooky outside… ah yes, it’s fall! Anyone who knows me knows this is my favorite time of year!!
Levi is days away from turning 4. We cannot believe he is about to be 4 years old. I think we all say it every year with each child because it just doesn’t seem possible that our kids can be as old as they ever are – ever! We are having a fire truck themed party this year. You would think with 4 boys and Keith being a firefighter we would already have had a fire truck themed party but this is actually the first one. Levi is really into fire trucks and LOVES going to the station and sitting in the bucket truck. It is definitely his favorite. I’m sure it has nothing to do with the fact Keith drives it and tells Levi it is his favorite too. Although he is almost 4 we haven’t quite mastered potty training. And the minute you judge me just remember someone else is judging you for something. He goes pee just fine and makes it to the bathroom when he has to go. He also is fully aware that he needs to poop in the potty. The concept is by no means lost on him. He just simply chooses not to. When he has to go he will tell us he has to go poop and he will take off his pants and put his Pull Ups on and go into the bathroom and poop. He will then come out and tell us he pooped. And just in the more recent weeks he will proceed to tell us what size his poops are. As with any boy he is most fascinated with his poop. He always wants to see it. We tell him he cannot see it because he needs to poop in the potty in order to see it. We even bought him a Batmobile and Batcycle AND a Diego Rescue Pack and showed them to him and told him if he wanted them he must go in the potty. He was so excited and ran and sat on the potty and actually tried to poop. The problem was he didn’t really have to go. He asked us if we could help him “squish it out” for him. I felt so bad for him. Over the next several days he would sit on the potty and try to poop because he really wanted those toys. We never had any luck. Ahh!! I don’t know anyone who went off to college who wasn’t potty trained so I know it will come in time.
It seems our little Lukey finally busted his teeth through. He is doing so much better and not whining as much which means he is not in as much pain. He had the worst time getting those teeth in. The poor kid. He also has broken through the “verbal threshold” as I call it – or maybe someone else called it that and I stole. Whatever it may be, he’s talking! Now it’s not like he is spewing out sentences but he will repeat about every word when prompted and he will communicate what he wants now with attempting to say the words instead of standing there crying (which is what his main mode of communication has been for almost two years). It must be frustrating to understand what’s going on and know in your mind what you want to convey but not be able to form the words to say it! I’d be a whiney little sh*t too. We’re also pretty sure that Lukey thinks he’s still the baby. He’s very high maintenance and refuses to have much independence. He’d just as soon remain little forever and let us wait on him and carry him around most of the day. He likes to be swaddled, cuddled and talked to like a baby. I think if I let him nurse he would. But we don’t mind. We did sort of screw him out of being the baby for very long. He was only 7 months old when little Layton was conceived (about the same age Layton is now). Dad has taught him some bad habits lately. It seems he’s been giving Lukey Dum Dums to make him happy (a little sucker for those who don’t know what that is). Keith calls them “pop ups”. So I was holding Lukey the other day and I walked past the cupboard where the Dum Dums are and Lukey says, “hmm pop up” in his cute little voice. He kept saying it and then I realized he was asking for a sucker. Remind me to lecture Keith some more later.
Okay, when it comes to perfect little babies Layton wins this category. He must have known he had no choice than to be a sweet little being with little resistance to his surroundings. He just goes with the flow and looks around waiting for someone to make eye contact with him and then when he catches someone he gives the widest, toothless grin and kicks his feet with the most absolutely adorable delight he can muster. Okay that sentence didn’t make sense but bear with me. I’m a proud mom talking about her precious baby. Anyway, as I was saying, he’s just so deliciously sweet it’s ridiculous. Anything that comes his way he’s fine with. He doesn’t whine or fuss or really object to much. We introduced him to solids a couple of weeks ago and he thought that was a long time coming. He thoroughly enjoys eating pretty much everything – although we’ve struggled a bit with spinach. I’ll break him down. Layton just went in for his 6 month appointment and the doc said he lost a percentile in weight so he suggested that we give him formula during the day and only nurse when he wakes up and goes to bed. He’s concerned I’m not making enough milk – which really makes me feel bad that I’ve caused him to not gain enough weight due to lack of milk production. It also makes me sad because I really enjoy nursing. I know that all good things must come to an end and it’s better for him so that he gains weight. After all, I have nursed four hungry boys so I guess I need to come to grips with that chapter coming to an end soon. Do you think my boys will always need me? I think so too.
Life of Logan
Logan is doing fabulous. He started 7th grade and he loves his teachers and is excelling in his classes. We couldn’t be happier. I contacted his teachers the first week via email to let them know Logan struggles with staying focused and socializing in class so we could get an action-plan in place before he gets too behind. They all responded with the same theme stating Logan was doing well and they have not had any issues with him keeping focused but would keep in contact with me if there were any issues. We also implemented a travel card so that they could fill it out in each class with how he did and what assignments, if any, needed to be completed at home that day. I have to say that I love this card! And I love his teachers. It’s amazing how much of a difference it can make when a child likes his teachers. Last year Logan’s main teacher was about as organized as Levi on caffeine. This just made Logan’s issues exacerbated to the nth degree. Logan feels good about his classes and his homework and told me the other day he makes his homework into a game so that it is fun. I have to give my dad a shout out on this one because my dad is always telling him “positive affirmations”. It drives Logan crazy because he would tell him that every time he saw him for a while but I think Logan is actually getting the concept. We are very proud of Logan and tell him every single day he comes home from school. Okay, let’s get to the dramatic part of Logan’s life. Logan has a crush on this girl (going on two years now). Her name is Elyse. He finally asked her out on the bus last week. He came home and told me proudly. He says they hug all the time on the bus (no comment) but she won’t answer him. Well finally on Friday she told him no. She said that she “still loved him but no.” I asked him how he felt about that and he said he didn’t care because they still hugged the whole way home. I told him to act like he didn’t like her and she would instantly want him. He promptly (and so wonderfully) told me that would be very hard to do because he does really like her. Oh what would it be like to be so innocent again?
Keith has been one very busy boy. I am so proud of him because he is officially done with school and will obtain his Fire Science Degree in the mail any day now. He completed his courses last month which now makes him officially qualified to be a Captain (a job he’s been doing for the last several years). He joked when he received his last and final grade that there was this amazing transformation that occurred and he instantly knew how to do his job. Okay, joking aside, we are very excited and relieved after all these years he’s finally done. So what has he been doing since he graduated? Studying of course! He now must study to take the Captain promotional test which he will participate in next Friday. He had to read a 500 + page IFSTA book all about being a company officer. He also has to go through a video personality test, a written personality test, a written IFSTA exam (going over the material he’s been reading) and a tactical evaluation. They pretty much put them through the ringer. He feels fairly confident because he’s been studying very hard and has been doing this job for so long. He tends to do well on tests anyway – which I have to admit turns me on a bit. So after he tests next week they will make a list based on how well each person did and that is the list they use to promote the next year when a Captain’s position opens up. Since they are growing so much we are hoping one opens up in the beginning of the year. Stay tuned! So other than that, Keith has maintained his normal insane schedule at work, home, and his extremely demanding Fantasy Football messenger board (aka “smack talk board”). It’s like a bunch of middle-schoolers all talking smack to each other about how well their players for the week will do against their opponent’s players. If you don’t’ know what Fantasy Football is, just Google it. Let’s just put it this way – you would think Keith was actually in the NFL by how emotionally invested he is with Fantasy Football.
So as for me. I wish I could report something new and exciting but unfortunately I can’t. I guess I could report about how hectic my life is and how crazy it gets, but I love every minute of it so I don’t like to focus on the chaos. Each day is a struggle and completely fulfilling all the same. Our house is never picked up or clean but we don’t care. I don’t get everything I want to get done each day but I’m fine with it. I would like to run 5 times a week but I’ve settled for walking 4 times a week instead. Basically I’ve learned with four children (and 3 of them being so young) that life is about balance. I don’t resist what is and I just go with it. Yes I have my bad days and yes I get stressed out. But there is not a day that goes by that I don’t think how lucky I am to have four perfect little boys. And there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t appreciate how wonderful of a husband I have. Our life is great and I try to stay in the now and just be. I don’t want to wake up in 20 years and look back and wonder if I truly appreciated each day. I can definitely say that I do. I’m also very happy right now that Halloween is approaching. The house has been decorated for a couple of weeks now. I’ve purchased my share of new decorations like I do each year. The kids’ costumes have been ordered and received since last week. I guess you can say that I LOVE Halloween. I already know what treats I’m making for the kids’ Halloween party at daycare. I can’t explain what it is about this time of year besides there’s something about the crisp and spooky air, the colorful leaves (which most certainly look like Fruity Pebbles) and thoughts of going to the pumpkin farm. Heating apple cider and carving pumpkins is slightly arousing, to the delight of my husband. I just love it! You can pretty much find me in a good mood from now until the beginning of the year. Happy Fall everyone!!
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This is solely the doing of one Sarah Telgenhoff. If not for her I’m not sure I would be so inspired to get a Taylor Tribune in circulation. So everyone please thank Sarah (or curse her if you did not miss us). We all know that I have 4 kids, two pets, a full-time job, a husband, and a house – so let’s just take this moment to really appreciate the time and sacrifices I am making right now. Also, due to the economy and the opportunity cost of me sitting down to write this newsletter, we have regrettably had to increase the subscription price. We do realize that our newsletter is an inelastic good and this will not affect the demand. Although we do appreciate your patronage and loyalty during this time. Since a lot has happened since the last Tribune I am going to go ahead and start fresh and not go into the past of our lives. We do hope this is kosher will all.
Where do I start with our little Levi? For those of you who view our pictures, it is in most cases the old saying “A picture says a thousand words”. This is definitely the case with our Levi. He is a pistol and a half. He keeps us on our toes and has a personality you wouldn’t believe. He’s the devil and an angel all wrapped up into a perfect little package. Levi is 3 ½ and his favorite past time is pushing Luke’s buttons and playing in the dirt. He is a very active boy and really doesn’t sit for more than 10 minutes here and there to catch his second, third and fifteenth wind. Per Keith’s mom, Levi is exactly as Keith was at his age. Full of spit and vinegar and also a sweet little boy. The kid is as tough as nails too. Lukey is our sensitive boy (more on that later) and Levi is a solid body with a solid personality. I never thought I could have such diverse kids. Levi has really gotten acquainted with his time-out corner. Why is it that a child does something that he knows he’s not supposed to do and will surely send him to time out and then cries as if he’s being tortured when you put him in it? I mean, doesn’t it seem so simple that if he hadn’t done what he just did he wouldn’t be in time out? Each time we take him out of time out we explain this to him in terms I just explained above. At the time he seems to completely understand and agrees he will never do it again and we feel good about the lesson we just taught him. But then we turn around and 3 seconds later he’s doing the exact same thing we JUST covered 3 seconds previous. I mean, what’s that all about? Although, I guess if kids did what we told them it wouldn’t take 18 + years to prepare them for life on their own. No one told me parenting was so difficult. I’m starting to rethink this four kids thing.
Well Lukey is about the sweetest, most sensitive little guy you’ll ever meet. He has made up for Keith not giving me any girls because that kid can produce some drama I tell ya. We have learned that you really need to keep Luke’s feelings in mind in every decision you make. You really don’t want to upset him or rock his boat. He is the sweetest, calmest child until you tip the boat. Once this happens look out! He will collapse and scream as if his whole life just crumbled before him. We then must pick him up and console him and pet his head and give him kisses and somehow make him laugh until he is calm again. I’m not sure, is that the tail wagging the dog or what? Even with all the drama, you couldn’t ask for a more lovable, sweet-natured kid. And I’m pretty sure his smile is the cause of Global Warming because it can melt just about anything. One smile from that kid makes my week.
Now if we could just get him to talk. He is a man of few words. His vocabulary consists of about 6 six words. Although the child doesn’t miss a beat. He knows exactly what’s going on and what is being said. I like to consider it that he doesn’t feel the need to voice his opinion because he’s very comfortable being the silent observer; taking it all in and evaluating the situation around him. When he’s ready to take it to the next level I’m sure everything he will have to say will be very profound. Pretty sure he gets that from me. Lukey loves his brothers (which is pretty sad because Levi spends most of his time tormenting him). Lukey will go sit next to Levi when he’s in time out. It’s about the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. He just sits next to him as if to show his support for Levi while he’s screaming in protest. It breaks my heart because usually he’s in time out for something he did to Luke. Why can’t we just all get along?
We have added a new section to our newsletter since we can’t manage to stop adding to our clan. We never really run out of babies because we just keep having more. I’ve heard it so many times that the last “oops” babies are the best and you just can’t imagine life without them. And boy is it true. Layton is just our perfect little baby. And when I say perfect, I mean perfect. Oh yes we had our times the first couple of months when he insisted on nursing every 2 hours ‘round the clock. He quickly learned that Mommy is a much better mommy when she gets sleep. So now our beautiful little boy sleeps from 6:00pm to 6:00am like the angel he is. Mommy likes this very much. There are the occasional mornings (like this morning) where he feels it necessary to eat around 5am but then he just falls asleep again while nursing and sleeps for another couple of hours. During his waking hours he will smile and talk to you. He tells such wonderful stories. Mostly about his days back in the womb. Layton is pretty much Keith reincarnated (except Keith’s still with us) but you know what I mean. He is the exact replica of his father. It’s almost eerie how much they look alike. The other two resemble Keith (not so much Lukey) but Layton looks exactly like him. I love it. I know Keith does too. I wonder what the next one will look like [insert sarcastic tone].
Life of Logan
Oh Logan. Logan, Logan, Logan. Not sure really where to begin because there are so many layers to Logan. Logan is an absolute joy to be around. He is charismatic, funny, sweet, energetic, lazy, forgetful, loving, adorable, patient – oh I could go on. I do realize I am a bit biased but I did good with that kid. Every day I look forward to being around him. He is one of my little friends (don’t worry, we have an equal balance between friend and parent). I just enjoy so much talking to him and hearing about his day and his take on life. The way I look at it is I have about 8 months left before he turns into a teenager. I’ve heard it many times (especially from my mom) that your sweet, loving kids will turn on you once the hormones set in. In some ways I do live in ignorance because it really can be bliss. But I know things will change. So right now I’m just enjoying Logan for who he is right now. I plan to enjoy every day with him and enjoy him for what he is and who he is – even when the hormones take over. So far Logan has had a very busy summer. Mostly his days involve getting up around 9:00am, eating breakfast, watching the tube, doing his chores, brushing his teeth, and then it’s outside to play for the rest of the day. Most days he’s out until we eat, then back out again, then in around 8:30. Doesn’t that just bring back memories of being a kid during the lazy days of summer? Logan is going to summer school this summer. This is not because of any lack of intelligence; it’s because of lack of focus. That kid is smart but would rather spend his class time socializing and making people laugh. It’s been challenging because neither Keith nor I were like that. We were both studious and turned in our homework and paid attention during class. Logan not so much. Although we do have challenges in that area, for some reason I don’t worry too much about Logan. Yes, at first I was stressed out and we’ve been really working with Logan and his teachers, but I know Logan will turn out to be okay. Not sure he’ll take the typical path but wherever he ends up he’ll be just fine. Although, when the last day of school came I think we were all ready. Not sure who was more ready between us — Logan or his teachers!
Keith is one busy man. I know you have all heard it before, but they just don’t make them any better than him. Not a day goes by where I don’t think how lucky we are. He is a wonderful father; patient, caring, kind, funny and loving. Those same qualities carry over to him being an equally wonderful husband. I honestly didn’t think I would be married to someone for 5 years and be more in love with him now than I was when we were first married. Of course our relationship has changed due to many factors but my love has remained and only grown. He makes me a better person. Because he is so patient, kind, listens to me no matter what I have to say (and we all know I have lots to say), and how he is with my children, it just makes me want to be all those things too. Whenever I think to myself I am irritated by something he’s done or says I remind myself how he doesn’t get irritated with me for hardly anything. That makes me change my tune and strive to be more patient and not get irritated by the little things. Okay, now that you are all puking, I’ll get on with other things. Keith is still in school and will finish at the end of the summer. He will earn his Fire Science degree and will be eligible to test for a Captain position with the fire department. Although he’s been an Acting Captain for many years, the fire department decided in order for anyone to be “qualified” as a Captain they now need a degree. That’s sort of hard to wrap your mind around because he’s been a Captain for years and has been very qualified up until now. I guess you can see my take on that. I’m very proud at how hard he’s worked toward finishing school. I know he will be very happy when he’s done.
What has Mollye been up to? Well, pretty much having babies. Doesn’t it seem that’s all I do? I agree. Well let me tell you – this uterus has closed down shop. It has retired and moved to Florida to get some “me” time. I had my husband fixed so fast it wasn’t even funny. The results are in and my hubby is officially shootin’ blanks (that’s a story for another day). The doc fixed him good. So I am finally able to slowly get my body back – although I do have to share my body with Layton for a little longer since he demands on eating everyday (that was a shout out to you, Dad!). I don’t mind that though. I do remember when I was nursing Luke I would think to myself how it made me sad because he was my last one. Well that thought actually never crosses my mind. Yes, I love to nurse my babies and yes it’s good for them but I can officially say I will not miss is it once I’m done. Four babies later I can confidently say I will be ready when that time comes to be done with that chapter of my life. I’ve enjoyed it and I still do but Mommy wants her boobies back (and so does Daddy). Other than having babies, life’s been pretty status quo. Still working the same job doing the same thing. It’s not my passion but it is the perfect job for me right now. I get to work from home and see my kids during the day when Keith’s not working. I work from 6:00am to 3:00pm and have the ability to run errands during the day if needed or adjust my schedule when necessary. Although, we do have a plan in the works that will enable me to do something that is my passion… all good things come to those who wait, right? I’ll keep you posted what that something is!
Today is the day! Voting begins to vote for me to be the next Verity Mom Blogger. Verity Credit Union rolled out the first Verity Mom contest 4 years ago. If you think about it, it’s actually a brilliant marketing tactic to spread the word about their offerings and services as a credit union. They hire a “mom” to blog for them via video and type on being a mom, promoting Verity’s services, and providing financial tips on cost-effective measures we can take, most of which is done through social media. Sign me up! I’m their gal.
If you haven’t seen my video and blog application, you can check it out here. There are 35 entries, mine included. Voting starts today, October 7th at noon PST, and runs through October 14th noon PST. Each person can vote one time per email. The top 15 go to the next round (yes I will be asking for your votes again if I make it to the 3rd round – thanks in advance!).
I thought I would make it easy on all of you and put together this video with some helpful tips and reminders on helping me get votes!
Thank you for voting and sharing!!
As the end of August approaches and September looms in the near future, each year I have this recurring struggle with everything August represents as opposed to everything September represents. August is full of long, hot summer days. The kids don’t have a care in the world. They wake up all groggy-eyed, stumble into the living room to watch TV, play on the Ipad, or putter on the computer for a while. No concept or concern as to the time. If time enters their mind at all, it’s because they’re hungry. Their days are spent running around the neighborhood with whatever neighborhood kids they can muster up, most of them shoeless with feet the same color as the dirt that covers them. Their faces of a similar color from dirty hands rubbing their faces throughout the day. The sun hangs high in the sky for hours and hours and then drops into a colorful backsplash against the horizon. Then the August nights begin… s’mores around the fire pit, intense sessions of hide-n-seek, again all with no care as to what time it is, that is, until it’s time to head in and get ready for bed. Then it’s all bath time and bedtime routine. Bath time lasting a little longer in the summer because of the several layers of dirt and melted marshmallows smeared across their faces. Ah yes, August is a good month. Takes me back to those long, lazy days of summer as a child when time and dirt were of no concern.
Now enters Labor Day Weekend. The last weekend of the summer. The end of all that’s lazy, loose scheduled, and carefree. Something happens after this weekend. Visions of big, yellow suns, swimming pools, and s’mores, are replaced with dancing pencils and rulers in my head. It’s like a switch is flipped and summer comes to a screeching halt. Groggy-eyed, relaxed mornings are replaced with strict time schedules, hustled breakfasts, assembly lines of teeth brushing and clothes dressing, packing lunches, organizing backpacks, finding missing shoes – all of this before 9 AM. My mind immediately leaps to fall and Halloween (yes I know Halloween is in October). I happen to be unnaturally obsessed with Halloween – witches, bats, spiders, anything spooky, but that’s for another post.
I think why this whole shift from August to September intrigues me so much is because I feel like they are two distinct personalities, and when September hits, my personality changes along with the turn of the calendar. I’m all about back-to-school, fall, Halloween, turning leaves, fall clothes, tall boots, scarves, you name it! It gets me all fluttered and excited. But for this to all happen within a week so suddenly, it makes me feel a little sorry for August to get dumped so quickly as if it never mattered in the first place. After that month-long relationship of fun summer activities, how can I so quickly forget about our long lazy days together and everything August represented? I feel a little cold about my ability to shift gears so enthusiastically. But nevertheless, I do it every single year.
So for now, until September arrives, I’ll make sure to enjoy this last week of long summer days and fun summer nights. Who knows, I might even actually eat a s’more!