Summers gone

I just got back from dropping Abigail off for her first day of 2nd grade. 2nd GRADE! Already. The routine is the same, the last minute freak outs (this morning is was the "shoes" -- none of the shoes felt right; sneakers thrown to the ground, boots tosses to the wall, words thrown out like "you never buy me fancy shoes anymore!"; whatever that means, and settled on sandals). Elliott came along, dressed in his uniform, ready for his first day of D-K (which apparently involves growling). This happens all too fast. I don't feel like I got to enjoy summer as much as I wanted -- and now I'm back to early morning commutes and early to bed slumbers. Overall I'd rate this summer a 7 out of 10. How was your summer?