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September is always an interesting month. It has twice the days of Summer that June has and yet it still gets credit as a major Fall month. It's Tommy Lasorda's birthday on the 22nd and even has Labor Day. It's the start of one of the three years (school - the other two being the calendar and the fiscal). It's the end of baseball regular season and the start of the NFL. I should like September a lot more than I do. But I just don't. I'm working on it. And here's how.

I'm digging up old photos of the boys at Disco Skating.
Boogie Fever may be the cure to September.

I am the only guy that brings his kids to football draft night as good luck charms.

I spend time with my little second grader.
Its only a few more years until she passes my education limits.

I go for walks with The Dude.

We hash out all family arguments the way we always do.
Hard core fighting.

Go for drives.

Eat Sushi.

Bike Provo Canyon.

Long board.

And then, there's always time for a game of catch.

We just play until Reggie catches one.