I will miss you with your hot, sultry ways and your wicked sense of humor.

I’ll especially miss your ability to occupy my son for hours on end, you’re awesome that way.

And even though I’ll be relishing in your beauty a little longer

I’m ready for Fall and all of his pumpkin pies, hot cider, football games and warm sweaters. I’ll try not to cheer him on when he brews up a storm or two to knock you and that smoking, hot body of yours out of the way.

It’s nothing personal.

I’m just a huge fan of change.

More pictures from this weekend’s storm and our day at Lake Erie in Cleveland are at the bottom of this photo album.

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