September is my birthday. The month I turn old every year!
September means the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.
Crunchy leaves on the ground.
Blackberry picking. Scavenging for conkers and acorns.
Spinning jennys. Days getting shorter and nights getting longer. The smell of autumn, the crisp, fresh air. The promise of what's coming next...Halloween and bonfire night, Christmas and new year! The only things that make winter bareable!
I like snow when it first comes then when the novelty wears off I just want my flip flops back on. The slush and the slipping and sliding everywhere. Not being able to get anywhere with a pram. Being stuck in with the same four walls. By January 2nd I just want summer. The novelty of winter warmsies and wellies and scarfs and hats has worn off and I just want my flip flops back on!
When I was younger, September was when I first started getting excited for Christmas. My birthday had been and gone and that's when I got the argos catalogue out and started my letter to Father Christmas. The time between my birthday and Christmas is a magical time. Hope and wishing and wondering. I hope to make Christmas magical for my babies!
September 2014...
This month I turned 31... Shock horror, apparently I don't look it but I bloody feel it at times.
OJ started his chatterbox group.
CJ started a new(ish) job. Nearer home, and better shift patterns. So we get to spend some quality time together. (And maybe have a social life)
OJ is starting nursery (well it'll be October technically when he starts but we've been making arrangements and planning in September.
AJ has learnt to "cruise" around furniture.
OJ went I to a big boys bed.
September has been a good month.
Hope everyone else had a good September.
Lots of Love
Vic and Family
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