much in each other’s spaces, and there was too much conflict. by august, i was ready for school to start. by mid-august, so were they. not because they don’t love each other or me (they do, i know), but everyone was just ready for their own *space.* for routine.
we had a last-blast weekend on cape cod over labor day — the first family vacation in over a year. it was whirlwind and amazing and even more special because it was so short and we had like thirty-five seconds to squeeze in every tradition we could manage before moving onto the next. and every minute that i spend with my kids 