Not Ready for the Summer to Wind-down

standard August 8, 2012 1 response

The fleeting thought that we were finally getting into the swing of summer crossed my mind this afternoon as I pulled into the driveway after the kids’ swim lessons.

The kids have finally come to grips with the fact that every minute of their every day doesn’t have to be hyper scheduled. They’ve started to get that “being home” is the new norm and that they’re expected to entertain themselves during that time. 

I’ve finally figured out that one scheduled activity per day – be that a playdate or a sports class – is a pretty good average.

Everyone has cottoned on to the fact that I’m going to make them nap every afternoon. Whether that means actual sleep or just reading quietly in bed is going to vary, but quiet time will prevail.

I finally figured out how to get the kids to do their summer worksheets. (10c a page. Not a side. A page. Works two ways, one they do their work, two C stops begging me for ideas on how to earn money.)

And I think we’re all loving this new lower key existence.

So of course on her way to the mailbox C spotted an acorn on the ground and inside the mailbox she found a bunch of catalogs touting backpacks and other back-to-school goodness.

I feel like that kid who just started having fun two seconds before mom says it’s time to go. Think if I start to kick and scream and beg for just five more minutes the fall and the start of school will hold off a bit longer?

Yeah, didn’t think so either.

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  • I don’t want it to start. At all. A strike would be bad, but maybe not SO bad. Because I am absolutely LOVING this summer.

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