My Favorite Month

At the risk of sounding very narcissistic I think September has always been my favorite month. It has a sense of renewal about it with schools starting again after a summer break. The hot weather starts to break off but it's not so cold yet. The leaves start to change colors and yet everyone still enjoys being outside. The insane season of raking leaves hasn't started yet (you rake for about a month straight out here). I love the fresh apples you can get this time of year, and I'm actually going to make it to the Stonington Cider Mill this year for the apple pressing.
On a side note, the last time we lived in CT our friends came to see us in September. BJ and Eric went fishing with my uncle and Amy and I hung out with the kids. We were going to visit the cider mill, we drove by the cider mill, but instead ended up at Starbucks. I still don't know what I was thinking! Maybe it was a bit too crowded for us to go with the two babies (Toby was 3 months and Bekah was 7 months old). Maybe we were a bit overwhelmed with the thought of all the energy it would take to carry the babies around a cider mill... At any rate, I AM going to go to the cider mill this fall. Who knows, maybe the Dales will make it out here for another visit and we can try it again? Here's a picture of me with Toby at the Starbucks--I look really tired. And that picture was taken right before both our kiddos spit up. It was like synchronized spitting.