It was bound to happen... today fall came to town. We started the morning in slippers with oatmeal, we walked on the sunny side of the street to make sure we didn't get a chill and we remembered our sweatshirts when we visited the park.
The forecast for tonight projects a low of 38 degrees. Would it be too
dramatic to go outside and wrap a blankie around the few green tomatoes
on the vine? I've had so few this year and it seems sad to see armfuls
of potential red sauce bite the dust. I guess Mother Nature had her own
plans this year. I'll make sure I have stronger seedlings ready to go
next year.
In this last week, with the start of the new school year and the distinct change in season, I have had many de ja vu moments recalling where I was at this precise time *last* year. Colin was so new -- he pretty much sailed in with (on?) the fall wind.
When I look at the honey-colored sun coming through the windows at a low slant in the afternoons, I remember sitting in the sun room watching Mike and Christopher raking the first falling leaves and nursing a teeny tiny Colin. I did that again today, though he's pretty big and wiggly now at over 22 pounds.
Colin has soft brown hair with blond highlights around his temples and the cutest little curl at the nape of his neck, just like his older brother had. His hands are big (that was the first thing the midwife commented on!) and blue, blue eyes that draw remarks from perfect strangers on a regular basis. He loves to eat and is still an adventurous diner for the time being. Drinking from a cup is his current joy at the table. And there is no other person he'd rather play with or emulate than Christopher. In Colin's eyes, Christopher is the funniest, fastest, awesom-est, rad-est boy on the Earth and he can't wait to grow up and catch up to him. He can play roll the ball, loves peek-a-boo (in fact, thinks it's part of the dining experience since we always seem to play with our napkins towards the end of dinner), waves hello and bye-bye emphatically, wants to be held - mostly by Mama - 100% of the time, and clearly says, "Mamamama" when excited to see me or when the going gets rough. He's a smiler and a kisser. No complaints here!
He's a keeper, that one.
