Sunrise, sunset.

[skyring]

Daylight saving begins tonight. I wonder if I'll get it right this time. Spring forward, autumn back. Never could work that out.

We went shopping for shoes this morning. He takes a size ten wide, which is three sizes up from my dainty little feet. Not as tall as I am yet, but there's not much in it. And he's only sixteen. He probably won't be able to peer over the top of me, like he can with his mother, but I reckon those enormous plates of meat are foundations for a solid superstructure.

And my old dinner suit now resides in his wardrobe. He tried it on this morning in preparation for his end of high school formal, and he looks great! Apart from the acne, which is par for the course in your mid teens, he's a handsome lad.

And another milestone this afternoon. I introduced him to the lawn mower. Perhaps I won't have to mow the lawn again for years and years...

I won't say he did a good job - ragged around the edges and there are stray bits undone here and there, but for his first time it's not bad.

Another two months and he'll be getting his learner's permit.

Sigh, where do the years go? The day before yesterday I was holding his pudgy little hand as we walked and skipped to and from school.

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[wandering-sag.livejournal.com]

Yeah I've explained to more than a few friends here that this is one of the instances where the american use of 'fall' makes much more sense than autumn.

[skyring.livejournal.com]

There was a young fellow named Hall,
Who fell in the spring in the fall.
'Twould have been a sad thing
Had he died in the spring,
But he didn't, he died in the fall.