September 3 14

The other night, I sat on my porch and watched Isabella being Isabella.

She was in pajamas even though it was only about 6:30, and was holding a lollipop, jumping rope, while chasing a butterfly across our front lawn.


Sure our weather felt nothing like summer and we wore hoodies and raincoats for the majority of the last three months, and I worked my way through the entire thing, but summer. Everything just slows down in the summer.

We toss out bedtimes and reading logs (thank god) and homework folders. We stay up late and get up early, with the sun. We read because we love it, because there are beautiful words out there that are begging to be read.

We put down the phones, the laptops, the computers, the cameras.

We breathe more. Slowly, and more. We stargaze. We eat al fresco, and BBQ more, and fill out plates with food we have grown with our hands. We have meatfests with relatives. We squeeze 8 people in a tiny, tiny booth so we can have pre-going-back-to-school, post-long-long-weekend drinks.

We get together with friends and stretch our legs as we explore our lovely city.

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We ride rollercoasters. We bike ride and make elaborate chalk drawings. We swim in friends’ pools and have more sleepovers. We eat ice cream. We run and don’t stop.

We step out of our comfort zone in this dress.

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We wear flip flops.

We love summer.

I was worried that Isabella — and the rest of us — were going to have a hard time adjusting to Not Summer.

And yet.

They were up early, dressed themselves, ate full homemade pancake breakfasts, and helped pack their lunches, and left the house with smiles on their faces and backpacks filled with new folders and binders and notebooks.




They came home after having great days with good teachers and awesome friends.


It’s not a jump rope and lollipop, but there seems to be lots to love about Not Summer too.

She’s not all that happy about the bedtime thing, though.

And reading logs. UGH READING LOGS.

Also, can we keep the pumpkin away for just a little bit longer please?

  1. I can’t believe how old your kids are! Emily will be in high school next year, WAT??!!

    Also, why is that dress out of your comfort zone? It looks amazing on you!


    ali replied on

    My comfort zone involves dresses with giant skirts and petticoats underneath — I’m not good with things that are…fitted. :)



    Comment by Kristabella on September 3, 2014
  2. Ali – I haven’t checked in with you for ages but loved this post:) I’ve been reading your musings for 8 years now (OMG – since YES Bella turned 1!! And she’s 9 now – same as Miranda!!!). My kids are all your kids’ ages – Jeremy will be 13 next month like Em, Toby is 11 like Josh etc. They’re all growing up so fast:((( And this is Emily’s last year at primary school like my boys – high school in Oz starts in Year 7 starting in Feb (our school runs Feb to Dec) so both Jeremy and Toby are off to high school in Feb and Miss M off to private school in Year 5. I’ve always enjoyed reading about your kids and look forward to catching up with you hopefully someday soon IRL!!! Love the pics and say G’day to Gav and your kids from all of us. Xo


    Comment by Heidi on September 7, 2014

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