The last couple of days have been the type of days where things have moved fast. Projects and work things are happening, just like that. Not that anything is ever set in stone, but suddenly the rest of the year is mapped. The memories of summer are fading fast. I wore a jacket out to dinner last night even though it got rather warm during the day and today, Sunday morning, is cool and drizzly.
We haven’t spent a weekend in Brooklyn in over a month. Saturday was our first spent in the neighborhood in ages (and a return to the Flea for Mark) and I was reminded again why we live here. You know the kind of day where you just plan on doing a quick errand, but end up staying out all day? Mia started soccer early in the morning in the field across the street from our house and instead of coming home as planned, we met new and old friends at the playground and hung out with neighbors on the stoop all day – all without ever leaving our block. It was too pretty out to go inside.
This week, school starts in earnest. Last week was like a trial. NYC public schools had only 1 day of school because of the Jewish holidays. Talk about disorienting, not to mention just plain weird and odd in terms of scheduling. They should have just started this week (seriously, does that make sense to anyone?). And so…first grade begins for real, second week of preschool starts. I have a good feeling for Miss C. There was no crying on Thursday. On the walk home from school she gushed over how much she loved her teachers (“I LOVE them. No, like I really really love them, oh my god”).