So yeah. Fall approaches, thank you, sweet Lord. Today was Sunday. We ALL got monumental amounts of sleep.. Eli got a free pass to sleep in our bed last night. I was awakened by, "Hi, mama. You asleep?"( kiss kiss). sigh. In these days on the cusp of autumn, I find myself aching for wind, for leaves, for the death of all insect life. I dragged my poor guy home this afternoon and MADE him let me mow the lawn. We have been, um, slightly, home-bound this summer. The mosquitoes have been horrific. IF we ventured outside, we headed to the pool. Eli's amazing swing set has been deserted and covered in spider webs. Today, at a whopping 80 degrees, we braved the yard and tried to combat some of the damage of this past summer.
My Eli has started talking more and more. He is three. He is very bright and loving and physical, but has been hesitant to talk to us in sentences. In the last month, his little mouth has opened and the words have started to pour out.
