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So, there actually isn't a whole lot of excitement in our lives right now. How's that for a sentence that makes you want to read on?

I think it was 64 degrees when I took Lily to school this morning.. and even now at 2 o'clock.. it's only four degrees warmer. I have been fighting so hard not to get pumpkin spice coffee, but it is everywhere I go (okay, I'm mostly at Target and Starbucks, but whatever) and I don't know how much longer I can hold out. Most years I wait until October 1.. because then I feel like it's really fall. And blah blah blah.

But it's already getting colder here and I have been following the weather very closely the last few weeks because I am afraid that at any moment we are going to get hit with the world's biggest hurricane. (And I think this every time I get the fridge and freezer stocked up again.. like okay, well NOW we can lose power for two days I guess.)

(And this is how nerdy I am..) apparently today or tomorrow is traditionally the very peak of hurricane season in this part of the world. However, if you've noticed.. this year, we have successfully avoided everything. Or, actually, there hasn't even been anything to avoid. Knock on wood. I've basically just jinxed everything. Sorry about that.

Which transitions nicely into talking about Lily taking swimming lessons. (No, no it doesn't- but she is anyway.) She took them the first time the summer before Noah was born and I just haven't been able to get my act together so she could take more lessons. Mostly it was like.. what am I supposed to do with an infant while I'm in the pool with my 4-year old?

Ya, me in the pool too. Which is the level she was at originally and apparently it was the same for the next level as well. Buuuut.. I cannot stop feeling terrible that she wasn't allowed to be in kindergarten this year (missed the cutoff by a few weeks and no exceptions apparently)- so swimming lessons it is!

I've signed her up for the level she needs to be in, but the one that I don't have to be in the water with her for. Which, uh, could be fine.. or it could be a terrible, terrible disaster. I am preparing myself for it being a terrible, terrible disaster.

And by that I just mean that she'll probably take off into water over her head the split second her teacher takes an eye off her. She won't be able to do anything but flail and choke on water while I start screaming for the teacher to save her. Which of course they will because it's a small class in a small pool, but then Lily will be hysterical. And I'll be hysterical. And Noah will in turn be hysterical. It will be awful. And mortifying. And the end of swim lessons. Until at least next time.

Thus putting a whole bunch of excitement back in ourselves. Done.