The ‘tween season
We barely have spring and fall in New Orleans, it is more like between hot and freezing and that is the season we are finding ourselves in right now. Oh lovely day! The nights on the porch watching the light reflected in the bayou are magical and the mornings, well getting up before dawn to prepare ourselves for the rise of the Prince now that he gets up at 7am for ‘chool (no s’s please) has got us on a new schedule ourselves. Such is life, we had gotten in the luxurious habit of waking to our own rhythms and now just when we thought we didn’t have to march to anyone’s orders at this point in our life – bam comes Mr. I Don’t Think So.
Oh well, it forces us to get up and see the dawn and it keeps us hanging on that front porch after he is down at night to enjoy the stolen moments of quiet. It’s the tween season for us – between being older parents and being old, between hot and cold, between knowing and utter ignorance.
So be it.