Ah September...how I do love you. You are my birth month. You are the last beautiful taste of Summer. You have warm days and cool nights. Your weather brings flowers with the most amazing colors. You're back to school. You're apples. Your sky holds a lower sun. You introduce Autumn with such grace. There are songs written about you. You are a peaceful end to a Summer of fun. I will miss you sweet September...until next year...
Pop Pop diligently chalking the field...and do you notice the mow lines too? 
What am I going to do when next year, he will have officially out grown the last of the 8 Gymboree baseball shirts I have bought him over the years?
Maybe dress like his idol? Otherwise known as Sam (his cousin).
The clothes may have to change...but the Lego phase I believe...is just beginning.
Speaking of wide eyes...wow...is that a silver crown in my 6 year old's mouth?!? The boy got a baby root canal! AND two fillings...AND a crown...holy moly. And he was a total trooper...did I mention that? Because of his age and the procedure, he understandably got a bit of laughing gas... Here are his comments on the way home:
Coop: Mom you know what happened to me? My brain went to sleep and then my body got all wiggly...because when your brain goes to sleep it can't tell your muscles what to do.
Me: Hahaha, yeah buddy that's pretty much what happens...so did you feel the shot they gave you?
Coop: No, I was too busy smelling the peaches (laughing gas flavor he picked) that I didn't even notice!
Me: Coop, do you know that your silver tooth is called a "crown"?
Coop: Well that makes sense because it is the king of all the teeth now.
I just love profile pictures of my children. I'm not sure what it is that attracts me but their profiles seem to enhance their innocence somehow. Their eyes always seem to be wide open...taking life in I suppose. Their features are still soft; still "childlike". I guess I'm catching them experiencing life and I feel as though I have captured a bit of their wonder and amazement. I feel special to be a participant...even if only through my lens.
What a lovely evening with friends and family.
And good old Pop Pop.
Love you all. Love 39. Love life.
On Tuesday Cooper started Kindergarten. Absolutely no pictures were allowed...the most he would consent to was a photo of his backpack. Sigh. We have made it through week one with almost no tears. Day one was a gallant show of bravery on his part (and I suppose mine too if truth be told). He was scared no doubt about it, but wasn't going to let it show if it killed him. Day 3 he was having so much fun that he thought he'd try "after school care" which was fine until it was only him and one other girl left...that's when the aid said the "Where is my mommy? When is my mommy coming?" questions started. When I walked in at 4:45 there were definitely some red welled eyes that were clearly showing relief more than worry at that point.
where Cooper asked me what this was...
and my mom got this great photo.
Tomato sandwiches, tomato salad, tomatoes on bread, tomatoes on...well...just about everything this time of year if you live where we do.
Then there is the corn. I have now frozen approximately 28 lbs of corn. Might sound like a lot but when I think of all the bags of corn I buy throughout the winter for all my soups and stews and muffins etc, I have a feeling none will go to waste.
Okay now it's just getting weird...they're dropping like fli...teeth? Really? Hello?! It's CORN ON THE COB SEASON!! Why can't all children loose EVERY one of their front teeth in January? And if that were not bad enough...soon I am going to need to borrow money from Cooper to make the mortgage payment...
Ah yes blog, it has been a while. Don't take it personally...it's not you. Really. The hours just turn into days, turn into weeks, you get the picture. Between work (we broke another record), the boys (we lost another tooth), the house (framing starts next week), summer (huh, did somebody say summer...is it summer?) and school (yes SCHOOL) starting...well please understand. But see blog, you will understand because you are like a good good friend or maybe like a dog (if I liked dogs)...you're just here, willing to listen to me go on and on about nothing and you don't seem to mind if I neglect you for days (weeks?). You don't even need fed unless of course you count PP&L and Verizon and Firefox and Norton and yeah okay lets not GO there okay.
Duncan: jump off the diving board.
Cooper: tell time.
The beautiful difference of two amazing boys. 
Yes.
If everyone in the whole word died would the earth be brown?
When will I be old enough to swim without my bathing suit? ...today
Can I have a cookie?
Can I have some skittles?
Can I have a freeze pop?
Can I have another cookie?
Are you getting in?
Will you blow up my floaties?
Can you dive?
Can you dive and swim under my legs? ...yup
Will you catch me?
Will I sink?
Does my new truck float? ...no
Do wasps sting?
Are they deadly?
Can you count to one hundred million thousand?
Do we have to take a nap?
Marco?
Can I take pictures?
How fast does your car go?
What is the speed limit?
Can I close my eyes?
I am quite sure that this is just a small sampling but you get the point...what an awesome day.
One week later...give or take, we are not completely sure. Said tooth has not been found. It was discovered missing sometime Sunday morning but its last known sighting seems to be blurry. It could have gone down with the Banana Split dinner or the popcorn dessert but then again it could have been swallowed in his sleep I suppose (does that really happen?). Either way...if you want a good laugh call Coop and ask him to say Mississippi.
