Dear friends, our summer break is quickly winding down and I’m so sad about it. I love having the boys home, the lazy days, the lack of plans that generally sums up our summer days. I absolutely love that.
Thinking about school starting back in 2 1/2 weeks causes major dread. I hate the rushing around that accompanies school days. Getting out the door by 7:10 every morning to avoid sitting in school traffic for 30-40 minutes.
The tween gets dropped off at the same time even though his classes don’t start until 8:30 a.m. Poor kid. But there’s really not much I can do about it.
He can catch the bus at 7:10 or he can ride with me.
I guess that’s what happens when you have so many kids in one school district and the buses have to make several runs to get the kids to school.
We went on vacation at the very beginning of the summer and it’s crazy how that already seems like a life time ago. I’m a mountain girl, but the boys love the ocean. They surf and skim board and dive for creatures beneath the water while I lay on the beach watching them.
And they ask me, “It’s vacation! Why aren’t you doing something???”
“Ah, but I am. My little friends, I am resting and relaxing while you are skim boarding and diving.”
They were afraid I wasn’t taking full advantage of our vacation but I can assure that I was. We just had different priorities is all.
During the month of June we had a week of vacation, two weeks of camp, and a week with the grandparents in Georgia. It was fun but kinda exhausting with all of the driving involved.
And during the month of July we have become home bodies. Apparently they are taking up my introverted ways. Plus it’s hotter and more humid that Hades could ever be.
Who really wants to go outside when the temps are in the 90s and the heat index is well over a 100 degrees?
Not this chic.
Grammy from Memphis will be coming to visit this weekend and then we’ll take one more quick trip to see the grandparents in Georgia before we settle back into our hum drum school routine…that I dread so much.