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. 

School’s Out For Summer

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?