Summer's over.

No more bare feet in fields of clover.

No more boys gouging their brother's eyes out. Actually this is a clear memory from days gone by. I was so surprised to see they had made a statue out of the event.

No more rides on the zipline.

No more rides on the Alpine slide.

No more produce placement for Eric.

No more stopping. . .again. . .at another and every alpine slide along the road and across the country.

No more jerking your brother around,

and trying to maim him,

or your sister.

It's time to settle down and get back to school. Whhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeee! Heard from mothers around the world.