Labor Day is always a bit melancholy for me. Sure, I am super excited for the crisp fall air, and the pumpkin flavored coffee, but I am going to miss my lazy summer schedule where I don’t have to be home to meet the bus at any particular time.
To honor the true meaning of the holiday, I never do a lick of work on Labor Day. All of those union organizers of yore, who lost their lives fighting for the most basic of human rights, would be proud to know that the hardest working mommy in America lets it all go on this one day and relaxes for 24 hours. Today I decided it was time for a lil’ mommy and me for my beloved lil’ angle, Starling. We got up early and packed a picnic basket with celery and tomato water for a fun-filled day at the beach.
I left a long honey-do for my hubs and his lil’ helpers. Got to get that lawn in shape before fall!
Starling and I spent several hours on the beach and then snuck over to the pier where they have the cutest water park. We hadn’t managed to get there all summer so I was glad that she was able to catch the last day. Merlin will be upset if he hears but, oh well, it was just us girls today.
I am heading home in a few minutes. I hope Röbby came up with something fun to grill on the barbecue tonight after he cleaned out the garage!