09/22/2026
I never wanted summer to end.
I love the beach. I love the heat. And honestly, the hotter the better.
I loved the endless days with no strict bedtime and no homework waiting for us. Late-night walks after dinner with the sun still on our faces. Nights that turned into movie nights, workout nights, or both.
I loved teaching the kids to prune and water the garden way too late at night. Jumping in the pool after dinner—even fully dressed because who cared? It was warm outside and we just couldn’t wait to get in.
I loved crabbing on the boardwalk and staying up late to clean them when we got home.
The sandy hands. The wet towels. The barefoot feet. The late nights. The little moments that became my favorite moments.
And now summer is over.
I know they had to go back to school. I get it. I went to school for 19 years. I understand.
But as their mom, I never wanted these summers to end.
Because someday, they won’t be little enough to ask me to stay outside a little longer.
So excuse me while I pretend I’m okay with summer ending.
And for the record… I still hate the cold. ☀️
**photo credit to my daughter**