My heart hurts

Soon I will begin a new school year with thriving young pupils eager to learn ( NOT) and will have to send my babies back to daycare. I am bummed about this because this was the first summer that I was able to hang out and not worry about getting the kiddos ready for a scheduled daycare day that I really did not want to take them to, but did it anyway because I was paying a hundred bucks for the service.

(woo)

My heart does hurt a little at taking them back and making them get back to a routine of scheduled affection, meals, and buggy rides. But, I also look forward to going back to my own routine of working. This summer has been the first in a long time that I have genuinely not worried. Worry about has killed me in the past. I believe it put years on my life.

My heart is so attached to my little angels and I will miss our daily outing to the park to swing, slide on the BIG slides, and our nature walks at Julian Harris. We went today and here is a pic from that:

Tristan told Sammy that his heart was sad because Sammy would not go down the slide with him, so Sammy came over and sat on the bench with his brother until he was okay! So, Sammy finally did decide to go with TD and it was hilarious:

Whee!