Like for instance, who's going to do "The Little People" for me come September?
I suspect none of my friends will be up for that.
And I don't know who will make Produce People for me in the fall.
I guess I could make them by myself. That will be fun...maybe.
But on the bright side I'm sure by the time school rolls around, I'll be really sick of watermelon.
But I doubt I'll be sick of this face.
Or this one.
By September, I won't miss slathering on the sunscreen everyday.
But I'll really miss this.
I think the boys are preparing me for my alone time this fall.
I keep seeing more of their backs.
And the distances they keep are getting farther.
At least for one of them, anyway.
I wish there was a Groundhog's Day in late August. Could we please have six more weeks of summer? That sounds much better than that rigged deal they try to sneak by us in February. I think I'll get to work lobbying for that holiday right away. Anyone with me?
I've got the poster boys ready.