Jackets are going back on, leaves are falling from trees, your favorite baseball team might finally have realized they won't be playing in the playoffs (ours figured that out back in May!) The kids are back in school and it's dark by the time they are getting to bed. As much as I love throwing on jeans and a long-sleeve shirt and actually feeling comfortable, you can't help but feel a little sad too when this time of year rolls around. Believe me, we are thrilled to have the kids back in school, but we know what's coming next. Here in the Chicago area we can feel the chill that is leading to the deep freeze of Dec-February and of course that is generally followed by a less than stellar March and a praying for a 70 degree day April. The funny thing is I really do love this time of year, but as I get older I tend to live a little less in the moment weather-wise and a little more in the, 'I can't believe it's already going to be winter' mindset. Isn't it funny how when we were kids we neveer cared about the weather and now it's such a discussion in our lives?
Look at me differently if you want to, I don't care. I balled my eyes out for about the last ten minutes of Toy Story 3.