Packing Summer All In a Day

I feel anxious at the end of summer. I am conflicted when the night brings a fall chill to the air. Fall is my favorite season with its slight chill, turning leaves, apple picking and adorable fall sweaters. But I'm not ready for my friend fall to interrupt my love affair with summer. We haven't tired of swimming or tennis. We still want to spend days at the pool. We still want to grill, eat drippy ice cream cones and soak up the sunshine.

Last night, I sat outside after the boys went to bed and read on our patio. The air was beautiful, but definitely signaled that fall was approaching. It made me unbearably sad.

To (over)compensate, we took Saturday and packed as much summer as we possibly could into one day.

We started at the Fair. We rode rides. Brennan and I conquered the Tilt a Whirl. (I almost threw up. It made me realize I am not as much fun as I used to be. I felt better when Chris admitted his knees were ready to give out from squeezing on the kiddie rides. We are OLD.) Aidan wanted to go in every single Fun House. Twice. Griffin had many a meltdown over his inability to go on every ride with his brothers. (What do you mean I'm too short? I can keep up. Let me out of this stroller NOW.) We ate fried dough and cotton candy. The boys played game after game. We left only when we were sticky, tired and covered in grime. Home for nap.

We all slept - even Chris for a good hour. After we woke up, we decided to hit the pool for swimming and dinner. We swam for hours and were one of the last people to leave. I finally coaxed the boys out of the pool with ice cream.

Is there any better way to end a perfect summer day than with ice cream?