I had to make a special effort to get out of the house (especially when it was so hot) to go swimming and to the park and to wherever else we went.  I think we did alright for the most part.  We have gotten into the bad habit of turning on the t.v. when we first wake up, but it's PBS so it's basically like school.  With Little H starting preschool next week, I can't help but be a little sad that summer's over, though.

In addition to losing summer, one of my best, long-time friends just moved out of state this week.  Not so far that we can't visit, but a lot further than she used to be.  Our friendship has already survived the period Dan and I lived in Washington, so I'm not too worried, just a little sad.  I guess our daily phone calls will just have to last a little longer.  Before she left, we were able to take our kids to the zoo together one last time...for the summer, I mean.  (That sounded awfully foreboding — I'm sure we'll go to the zoo together again.  Like next year.  When her husband gets a lucrative job offer in Utah.  Because I'm using the power of positive thinking to get her back.)