There are only 4 days of school left.
As I argued with a sleepy 6-year-old this morning about getting ready for school, I yearned for the upcoming lazy summer days. I can smell the sunlight already, even if it is a cloudy, wet, chilly day today. That will change the minute school lets out, I’m sure.
The weather is not the only thing that will change during summer break…
This morning:
Thing 1: “Just 5 more minutes.”
Thing 2: “uuunnngggghhhhh”
Thing 3: “No. I don’t want to get up.”
Summer mornings:
Thing 1: *sleeps till 3 p.m.*
Thing 2: *sleeps till noon*
Thing 3: *pops out of bed at 7 a.m. yelling, “IT’S MORNING! IT’S MORNING!” *
This morning:
Thing 1: “Did you wash my jersey?”
Thing 2: “I need socks. No. Not those socks.”
Thing 3: “These pants feeeel funny. Take them oooooffff! This shirt is too____ (boyish/sparkly/pink/any color or texture known to man).”
Summer mornings:
Thing 1: “Did you wash my jersey?”
Thing 2: *wears only gym shorts all day, every day.*
Thing 3: *alternates between no clothes, a princess dress with heels, or the pants that “felt funny” when she had to wear them to school*
This morning:
Thing 1: “Have you seen my shoes?”
Thing 2: “Someone stole my shoes.”
Thing 3: “I want to wear my boots/high heels/your shoes/no shoes. And these socks feel funny.”
Summer mornings:
Things 1, 2, and 3: *Run outside on a moment’s notice, wearing shoes and socks they found themselves and put on with no assistance or ‘funny feelings’.*
Ahh, I can’t wait for summer, with the joyous sound of children’s laughter, the playing outside in the warm sunshine, sleeping in and swimming and barbecues…
…and the endless requests for three-course meals, the constant nitpicking and fighting, the crispy red sunburns, the incessant whining, itchy bug bites and tangled fishing line and talking, talking, talking….
*Ahem.* When does school start again?
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