The end is approaching and I am sad. Not real sad, but just kind of bleah. It feels like the end of Summer to me, school is just around the corner and reality intrudes.
I feel like this every year, it is kind of bittersweet. I am glad that it is not year round, but as hokey as it sounds I wouldn’t appreciate it as much. But I have enjoyed watching my son open his presents. I think that he almost enjoys that more than playing with the new toys.
We donated some toys again this year. I was so proud to hear him tell his mother that he wanted to help the children that don’t have “much stuff” to play with.
He on the other hand has too much stuff to play with, but that is a different story altogether.