It is late in the evening on Labor Day, the kids are tucked into bed and it is quiet enough to hear the cicadas singing outside. This is it, the official end of summer. In the morning, the first alarm will go off before any of us are ready to get up and it will be all backpacks and missing shoes and forgotten lunches. I have been so reluctant to let this summer end. We have enjoyed beautiful weather for much of it. The kids have hung out and watched too much TV. We played in the pool as often as we could abide the freezing water. We took a fun trip west and visited family. When I asked the kids last Monday if there was anything left that they wanted to do this summer that we hadn't done, they all said no and seemed satisfied with their summer. It is actually a really nice way to feel at the end of the summer. We relished our last week of freedom and threw in a picnic, a few dips in the pool, late nights watching movies and a scout campout. I know that tomorrow will bring new clothes, sharp pencils with their erasers intact, new friends and new experiences, and as the kids walk out the door there will be that invigorating hint of fall in the air, but tonight I feel a little melancholy. I looked back at some pictures from our last week of summer and found a few favorites.
Geral giving Ralph a "haircut"
William in the pool
"Catch me Daddy"
Toilet paper zombies. There was a third but she broke free.
Sunset over the Potomac at the end of our picnic.
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