I am still trying to make sense of the fact that where we live in the US, August is the month the kids go back to school. The 29th marked our 4th anniversary in this country, yet I still have that “Wait! What? Already??!!” moment when we get towards the end of the month, start preparing for the return to school and realize that nobody else we know back home are in the same phase. As matter of fact, most of them are still going away on Summer Holidays at that time, and this is so confusing.

It is almost like the “time difference weirdness” you get when you call your Mum who is thinking of preparing dinner, when you have only just had your breakfast, but times that by 10.

August was a lot of fun this year, as we went back to Europe as a family for the first time in 3 years. It was a.ma.zing! The love, the friendships, the re-connection, the belly laughs, the FOOD and realizing that despite having felt the worst homesickness over the last few months life is good. Everyone and everything is still there. There is comfort in knowing this when you are living so far away, and I needed that comfort so much.

This year is a year of transitions, end of Elementary for one, start of Middle School for the other. For the first time in a very longtime, they will be on a different schedule and in different schools. If you ask E, that’s “like the BEST thing EVER!” This, and the school lunch which apparently is so much better than the prison food they serve at Elementary School…

I mean, my baby has started Middle School! How is it even possible? I cannot begin to tell you how many times I almost broke down in tears over the Summer because of this simple fact. I have spent so many nights worrying about him, and I… and mostly I… because he was so excited when I surely wasn’t! But we’ve made it through the first two weeks and we survived. Well, I am surviving and he is thriving which is exactly where we want to be, right?

So yes, August you were a pretty good to us, thank you!