Labour day. I remember what it felt like to be a kid on this day, oh-so-many years ago. It’s like a day out of time that splits two completely separate realities: carefree summer vs. back-to-school. I remember lying in my bunk bed not being able to fall asleep because I was so nervous and excited for what was in store, who my teacher would be, who might be in my class, what would be different or the same.
I feel all those feelings today. Fall is a good time to take a look at the last year – and my year was the first one with Baby Cedar. The rollercoaster of new parenthood took a nice coast of a ride through the summer. I loved being outside with him, going for walks, dipping in wading pools, getting messy with fresh peaches, and watching him gnaw on cobs of corn. I’ll admit, I’m especially sad to see the summer go this year. So in the midst of melancholy, I did what anyone should do when they feel blue: I baked!Read more...
