The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. — L. P. Hartley
I have been trying to be present this summer — for the days of rising with the sun; tantrums in lieu of diaper changes; wet bathing suits stuffed and discovered later (thank you sense of smell) in strollers, under beds; screaming scenes as I drag my children from the playground sprinkler back home for baths and dinner. I am trying to be aware of the endless, sticky, less-structured days as they pass. I am also trying to stay awake.
While my children are little, each year seems like a different country. Each season is met with bigger hands and feet, increasingly sharp wit and minds. They know more, they do more, they are truly more themselves each day. (They don’t really sleep more. I guess that’s high school.) Crawling, swim diapers, scooters, naps–these will all be things of another country one day. I am afraid I will not remember that language, or that architecture.
Before we race toward school starting, then holidays, I want to post a few of this summer’s pictures. It’s been a long summer. A good one, but I try to stay honest with you and with myself–next year, there will be camp!
(This was supposed to be wordless. I suck at that.)
Mama One to Three 
Love the pictures, very sweet. But you had me laughing about the “camp” comment!
Awwwe!! Look at your lovely little family. Looking forward to camp next year, too 😉
thank you ladies! the pics are really not so fantastic but the camp sentiment is the most important takeaway here!
-lol- It’s weird, when we want them to sleep they don’t and when we don’t want them to sleep, they sleep till noon. So, I don’t know if I am excited about teen years either. 😉
The 2nd picture with the sunglasses is very timeless. Cuteness. Thanks for stopping by my blog! 🙂
Just when I think I can’t enjoy more. Love this!
you are sweet; thanks LB!
beautiful! And so right!!! Can’t wait to see you soon!!!
thank you! me too!!
Love those photos–is that instagram you used? Isn’t it funny that we gain all this technology to have the digital photos with the highest pixels and the photo manipulation tools to do ANYTHING our minds can imagine and what do we want to do? Make our photos look like 1970s shots our grandma used to take w/ those rectangular black cameras with a square flash bulb on top. Nostalgia is a powerful bird. 🙂 Thanks for sharing those!
It’s Hipstamatic for iPhone! crazy. I am obsessed. I know nothing of how to correctly use it, but I just use it all day. And I am always thinking, “how do I get this to look like the pictures my grandparents used to show us on 1 inch thick glossy paper?” thanks for stopping by!
You said it so well “While my children are little, each year seems like a different country. Each season is met with bigger hands and feet, increasingly sharp wit and minds. They know more, they do more, they are truly more themselves each day. ”
I feel like that. This Halloween and Christmas, I think my daughter will finally “get it”. That is dressing up for Halloween and getting gifts at Christmas.
thank you and thanks for stopping by! Yes, they get smarter too and less easily fooled! lol.
This free sharing of ifnoarmtion seems too good to be true. Like communism.
They look so precious in those pictures! I am also trying to savor those memories of this summer, because I have also decided that next summer, there will be camp on this side as well. HAHA!
thank you! yes. camp. all summer. I am holding on to that thought!