After stopping in to one of my regular reads,
Does This Mean I'm a Grown UP?, Cativa has a wonderful sense of humor and a great blogging style. If you are a parent you can certainly relate to what she blogs about. The current post pictures what I feared my summer would be like. Fortunately it turned out to be very different. Brandon begins classes on Monday, Aug. 28, the day I thought I would be looking forward to before summer vacation began, has turned out to be the day I wish were further away. I had dreaded the long summer days with kids screaming and constantly yelling Mom, mommy or some derivation of... It was not the kaos I remember from previous summers. We have fallen into a very lazy summer routine. Though I have remained with my early rising and they have slept in late... Jackie especially who even now at this late hour of 1pm has still not emerged from her room. Some of you may seem shocked! I'm not concerned. I would however be concerned for my life if I woke her before she woke herself. The transition to school will be tougher on her than on anyone else in this house.
We had our moments of kaos but thankfully they were brief. We had moments of craziness like the one pictured below with Brandon and his cousin Matt, he lives next door, put on their last years Halloween costumes and jumped on the swings. As if the summer were not hot enough.
So, with some bitterness I approach the return of school. Soon I know I will be rejoicing in my return to some quiet days alone. Time to study without interruptions from the kids. Time to get my house in order... or not. I'm shocked that my baby is entering the 2nd grade and how one moment he says things with wisdom well surpassing his 7 years and a few moments later see him as my baby doing something that reminds me he is still a little boy. I cherish these moments and look forward to coming back to this post and others like it to bring back this feeling I have right now.
