September first has finally arrived, bringing with it a steady stream of social media pings involving the words: SCHOOL.
It is the most wonderful time of the year.
But the summer was, for the most part, a raging success too.
- In Operation Nobody Drowns 2011, nobody did. In fact, Miss M’s strokes are looking much better, i.e., she no longer appears to be drowning while she swims. And in the most surprising news at all, AM, who had tended to employ the “baby monkey death grip” while in the pool, taught himself (!) to swim. I give all the credit to Chichimama, who invited us to join her at her local pool, which has a ginormous 2 1/2 foot section. From there he got the confidence and was off to the races. He can’t dog-paddle, though, which I find funny. Just face in the water and wiggle around in a forward direction until you run out of breath and stand up.
- We took a lot of public transportation. Almost a month later, I am still having conversations about the difference between express and local trains. Thank you, New York City subway, for this morning’s question, “But why does the A train run on the C track?” I am totally going to lock him in a room with Persephone‘s twins and Ianqui‘s son and they can all geek out together. I mean, I would, if we were still in America.
- Despite the fact that by the end of our 5-week odyssey in America they were sleep deprived, cranky, and bickering a lot (my diagnosis was Too Much Togetherness), my children managed to be pleasant and friendly to others. They were generally well behaved and held up far better than I expected with all the traveling and one-night-here, two-nights-there shuffling around. It helped, of course, that the only responsibilities they had were along the lines of “Buckle Your Seatbelt” and “Stand Back From the Yellow Line.”
- We saw a bajillion people. It was nice. Now you guys come here. Not all at once, though.
- We moved. Our new house is awash in boxes, there are mosquitoes in the backyard, and we have half the cabinet space (and one-third the counter space) we really need in the kitchen. It is still awesome.
And now…now I should probably unpack a box. Or just lie down, because school pickup is happening really, really soon.