Elevator music

What is up with it being 80 degrees every day? I'm not complaining, it's beautiful, but it just feels wrong somehow. Like we're in this weird end of summer holding pattern, and time doesn't want to continue. It can keep holding until I get my front door and trim painted, that would be fine with me.

Yesterday we had our first morning of everyone sleeping through the alarm. I woke up with a start at 7:34 when Evan's bus comes at 7:40. Ugh. I threw some clothes at him and shoved some stuff in his lunch box as he ran for the door, it was crazy. Luckily, Ev kept his sense of humor about it while Mommy ran around in a panic, and he got out the door on time. I'm going to have to be more careful about that in the future.

Grady's waking up from his nap now, so I'll have to write more later. I can't bear to hear him cry.