First day of school

I couldn't love the start of school more....and not for the obvious reasons (a few hours of quiet and back to a formal schedule that benefits everyone) but in my eyes, it's the kick-off to fall (even if it still is 90 degrees outside).  That and pre-season football.   We are baking apple slices on almost a daily basis over in this house, and don't think my fall-scented candles haven't been getting a workout.  Anyway, back to my point - we were lucky enough to get Ryan back in to her old school (after having taken her out when I quit my job, only to have to put her back on a waiting list for a year).  And while I probably wouldn't have elected afternoon pre-K had I been given the choice, I am so thankful it was our only option.   Four days a week Ryan goes to a school she loves and the second we get home from dropping her off, Reese goes down for a nap until I wake her to pick up the little lady again.  Can you say 2.5 hour breather?   It is heavenly and comes just in time as my growing bump is begging for rest and a slowdown.   My mind isn't ready to comprehend the logistics come January....3 kids.  Twice a day.  Four days a week.  Winter weather.   A good problem to have, I know, but a daunting one nonetheless.
Time needs to stand still because the reality of kindergarten is just around the corner and makes me weepy.
Another bonus to fall......finally getting some mums to go in my sad looking flower pots on the front porch.