Thursday, September 28, 2017

Autumn comes, the summer is past

Zoë, as it turns out, has no solid memory of autumn to draw on and so far she's finding this new season to be rather frustrating. Every morning when we walk outside to say goodbye to the kids she takes in the crisp fall air, the cloudy mountains, and the freshly fallen leaves and starts muttering about how "messy" and "gucky" everything is.

"Ugh! Ugh! Trees—yellow! Messy, messy trees! Grass—messy! Ugh! Yellow trees."

We checked out several books about autumn—books about falling leaves and growing pumpkins and happy Halloweens—hoping that they will help her come to terms with this monster of a season. We've read them several times but to no avail. She still thinks fall is downright awful

When we sing in the morning (that's her first request when we send all the kids away: "Momma, hold me, 'ing 'ong.") sometimes I will sing to her Leaves Are Falling All Around but that hasn't helped much either. I think if she were verbal enough she would change the words from "Leaves are falling all around, on the housetops, on the ground..." to "Leaves are falling all around. HOW DARE THEY?!?!"

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