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My Favorite Part of the Summer

People always ask me the same thing when I say I took the summer off with the kids: “What was your favorite thing you did?” I’m always kind of stumped.

It’s not that we didn’t do a lot of fun things this summer. In fact, to refresh my memory, I read all 39 posts. Some of our best days were spent riding water slides, visiting with old friends, hanging with family, helping the homeless, and of course, being beach bums.


We had a ton of guest stars, old and new, that helped make the summer extra fun.


And how could I forget, we got a new team member!

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She likes ice cream and whining. She fits right in.

But I think my favorite part was just being a team with Hazy and Georgie and really getting to know the people they are at ages eight and five. The thing about these “one summer(s) at home” is that for 3/4 of the year I’m a working mom and for this 1/4, I’m a stay-at-home one. And I hate to admit it, but I gain a much deeper bond with my kids during my time at home. We have our soundtrack (it includes Carly Rae Jepsen and lots of John Williams), our inside jokes (we always sing-yell, “That’s how she feels!” instead of “I love cheap thrills!” because that’s how George sings it), and our routines down pat (coerce George to put on pants, pack beach bag, sunscreen everything in sight). And while they definitely did more than their fair share of whining (what’s a fair share, btw, one minute per kid?), they also made me laugh, helped me feel like a kid, and made me feel incredibly loved every day. They treat me like a rock star and so I feel like one around them, and I am eternally grateful that I have this time with them.


I mean, what team’s better than this one?

For George’s kindergarten class, his teacher had us fill out a family info form. One question was, “What’s something you want us to know about your child?”. The day after I turned it in, she asked me, “Where you the one who said you would legit hang out with your kid if he wasn’t your son?” Hell yeah I was. He’s hilarious and fun. Same goes for Hazy. She’s the Edina to my Patsy, I’d go insane without her. I miss our time together already, turds, and I’ll cherish it forever.

Going through One Summer At Home withdrawal? Try the Designer Impostors version. If you liked One Summer At Home, you’ll like Letters Lists. And if you don’t, well, I’ll probably write a letter to you.


We Got Picked Up For A Third Season!

How did we get the networks (Matty) to approve a third season of the inappropriately named One Summer At Home? Well, first we shared the ratings (sometimes upwards of 3 people would comment!), then we pointed out the cheap salary demands of the talent (mostly just ice cream, beach parking passes and the occasional lobster roll), and finally, we convinced them (him) that this season would be the best ever, with hot new guest stars (hello, Olsens), recurring favorites (Oma! Grammy! Opa! Dax! Ariel! Evie! Eliot! Orla! Creegbums?), and poorer planning more spontaneity!

How else will this season be different?

For starters, George is a K1 graduate as of tomorrow, which means he’s…still in kindergarten. But in K2 (real kindergarten), there are no more naps. Which means in Season 3 of OSAH, there are also no naps. That probably also means more whining, and I’m still trying to figure out how to spin that into a positive. More drama?

The Mac Wagon has new eyes. I just have to glue them on.

Mac is embracing his feminine side.

We’ve recast the role of Cassidy. Much like That 70’s Show did with Laurie when they thought we wouldn’t notice. New Cassidy is taller, more masculine, and better at soccer (no offense, old Cassidy).

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Yellow shirt? Blond Charlie’s Angel hair? White? Same person.
Hats? Closed mouth smiles? Awesome? Same person.

Everyone’s a year older now. That means Hazy is 8 feet tall now, George knows how to swim at the beginning of the summer, and I’m due for a hip replacement and carry Werther’s Originals in my slacks pockets. Also, I say stuff like “slacks.”

We also have fewer teeth collectively now.

The series premiere of Season 3 is tomorrow afternoon. You’ll be shocked to know we don’t have a plan yet.