Goodbye Summer-oh-seven, it was nice knowing ya!

In September of 1999, we took Munch down to the river for a picnic. It was our way of saying goodbye to summer, and to help him get ready for starting school. Since then, every Labour Day we have headed down to the same spot and got chip wagon fries, sat on the river bank and talked about our summer....like a memorial...What was the best thing about summer, what are you looking forward to this school year...you know..those kinds of things.
It is a tradition that we have continued...

This year, we headed down, armed with our picnic dinner (to be consumed WITH the fries). We pulled up to our spot, and headed over to the chip wagon. It was closed. Apparently they had been really busy and had run out of propane. NO FRIES.

We settled down and ate our picnic...and decided that maybe it happened for a reason. Maybe it is time to change things up a bit.  We took our pictures on the rock, the same rock that we have taken pictures on for the last 9 years...and headed off down Riverside Drive....in search of a chip wagon.

We found one in a new park.
The fries were better.
It was not crowded, and the view was nicer.
It was..different...but it was..right.

Bug and Munch both talked about how they felt about going back to school. She excited, he is not. Bug talked about how she didn't think she would be able to sleep, just like at Christmas....Munch rolled his eyes.
They are both at such different stages...his voice is changing, he is taller than I am now....no longer my little boy...but not yet a man. He is stuck in that limbo spot. I hope today once he is at school his excitement returns...He loves to learn...

Here they are....Bug and Munch on our Rock...saying goodbye to the memories of summer, and hello to all of the new possibilities of Fall.