Three.

(This post is two months late, but still.)

Three is here.  Between negotiating desserts, losing tickle fights, comforting middle of the night woes, supervising playground adventures, worrying over preschool transitions, bemoaning potty training, making up stories, giving hugs, wiping sticky fingers, quelling tantrums, and dispensing band aids, I somehow didn’t see three coming– but here it is.

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Summer days.

For weeks now, we’ve been bundling Bingo into a coat before we head out the door, and our trips to the park have become filled with detours to find the crunchiest leaves.  This morning we turned on the furnace.  I’m finally willing to call it: summer is over.

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