I’m learning in my few short years as a Texan that fall is a matter of hopes and dreams. It really only makes its first honest appearance right around the time the turkeys are pulled from the shelves. And just as you feel you can finally enjoy that pumpkin spice cozy, you realize the rest of the world is moving right along to the season of Light.
I love the fresh start to a new season. I am typically the one to jump the gun on the first PSL in August. As much as I resist the urge to turn the dial to Christmas music before the turkey is out of the oven, I just can’t help myself but to hum a few Christmasy tunes in mid November as I begin the list making. And I probably pull out the swimsuits a little too early every year when I’m ready by March. Pace yourself, I always try to remember. Summer is VERRRRRRRRy long. But the anticipation and planning gets the better of me each year.
But I have also learned the importance of giving a proper farewell to the season that is passing. The gathering and sorting of each and every memory is the most fulfilling way to practice this ritual.
Summer 2016 in the Austin Mama house will go down as one of my favorites and not just because of our adventures. This was the summer I truly embraced for what it was instead of wishing it away or hibernating until “Fall.” The attitude change made all the difference. A message for summer living as well as life.
This was the summer for…
Learning to cook new food, like pasta making.
First Puddle jumping.
Tea parties with siblings.
Homemade donut making. And eating.
Our favorite watering hole on a hot day.
Adventures around the city. Like the Sculpture Garden.
Our pool. On repeat.
Lots and Lots of artistry.
Symphony serenaded picnics downtown.
Learning our letters.
Walks and runs (yes RUNS!) around the neighborhood. Not shown, podcasts listening.
Pizza inhaling at our neighborhood pizza joint.
Big sister helping early walker.
Taking first steps to reach the water, and then running after that.
Climbing to new heights.
Baseball game watching. And brave mascot greeting.
Ice Cream eating, naturally.
Festivals and Face Painting at Children’s Art Park
Family Biking (and napping).
Date Night SUPing.
Classic Diner Dining.
Rainbow Snow Cone-ing
First Chapter Book Reading.
Good Putting skills learning.
Capital Lawn Picnicing.All of the splash pads. Again, on repeat.
Not sure how we’ll ever top this summer. If that joy-filled face is any indication, I think summers can only get better!
Goodbye Texas Summer. Hello Texas “Winter.” We’re ready for you.