Fantastic Four: A Summer of MisAdventure.

It's a week away from the end of August.

We shall never have the same summer twice. For better, for worse and for different - the summer of 2020 is almost over.

We have baseball back, which adds a much needed layer of comfort to our evenings. Hearing Joe Castiglione croon sweet nothings just makes me happy. Even if the Sox suck. Which they do. Wicked Bad. It's okay...as long as I can listen to my game.

We're back at school full force next week. Baseball for the Youngers starts the full press, too. Then we're adding Boy Scouts, dance and youth ministry / sacrament prep. We won't be bored. And that's good. Getting back into the routine with activities is daunting after almost six months of leisurely home life.

It WILL be good to get back into a solid routine. We're all expecting things to fall off the rails in the winter with COVID and for things to get cancelled with another surge - but we have almost all our curriculum supplies (the mail is SO. Freaking. Slow. all of the sudden) and we'll be all set. As much as the social distancing has sucked, we know we can do it and be okay. That gives me a sense of relief and badassery knowing that we can handle yet another scenario that my over-the-top anxiety couldn't have drummed up until 2020.

We are doing lots of Creek Time up in Rocky Ridge this summer. The kids are becoming proficient at catching crayfish and the dam is progressing well.