There’s something about August that always makes me a little excited. August is a big month in our house because we have Caroline’s birthday, my birthday and our wedding anniversary. I know it’s hotter than blue blazes, as my grandfather used to say, but to me it signals the beginning of the end of summer. As much as I love summer, I get ready for it to be over.
Caroline and I went to Target this morning (Oh Target, how I love you, the ultimate friend of moms everywhere) and the aisles were lined with new notebooks, backpacks, pencil holders and new school shoes. It took me back to the days of going school supply shopping with my mom. I loved getting fresh new crayons, pencils with erasers yet to be chewed, clean notebooks. It’s not that I loved school that much, in fact I was known to play sick numerous times throughout my academic career, it’s just the newness, the freshness, the beginning of a new year.
Once I got to college, I loved August because it signaled the start of college football season. There is nothing better than walking across campus and hearing the band practice and seeing the football team on the field getting ready for the upcoming season. It always made me so anxious for the glorious three months of Saturdays where all my friends and I would be in the stands at Kyle Field.
Now, I love August because it’s the month I had my daughter, it’s the month that I know she’ll be going back to preschool giving me two free days a week, it’s the month when the sports page starts reporting on Aggie football, and it’s the month that as hot as it may be, lets me know that summer and this heat will eventually end.
So, welcome back August my old friend. It’s good to see you again.