The best thing about summer is having time to hang out with the kids.
Watching them both jump into the pool for group swim lessons yesterday was a beautiful sight. Something we've struggled a long time and paid a lot of money to achieve. Their new confidence in the water filled me up and almost made me cry.
We've churned a lot of ice cream and played way too many games of Uno. There is no homework about which I have to nag and no setting my alarm in the morning. I wake up when Fruit Bat strides into my room, his eyes bright and rested.
The worst thing about summer is having time to hang out with the kids.
I crave some sort of structure. Which I usually rail against. But with kids, at least a modicum of it is necessary.
They are awake until 9:30 every night. They want my attention all. the. time. I don't have much space in which to write. I have to take them with me to the grocery store, which is almost comical in its chaotic misery. Please mom I want this and this and let's get that over there and can we go look at those and I'm just going to stand right here obliviously while people try to push their cart around me.
But still, flip flops and iced coffee and cold beer drunk in the setting sun.
It's mostly good.






















This cracks me up. I took a bunch of kids with me to the grocery store yesterday (3 mine, 1 borrowed) and it was miserable and chaotic. Only after reading this am I able to catch a whiff of the comical.
Posted by: Jennifer Jo | July 21, 2010 at 04:08 AM
: )!!
Posted by: m | July 21, 2010 at 04:48 AM
I love summer. I love swimming too..It makes my summer complete..Great post. I enjoyed reading. Thanks.
Posted by: Pamela | July 22, 2010 at 12:33 AM
My kids are now old enough to stay home by themselves and I was begging them to come to the store with me yesterday. The 14yo finally looked at me and said, "Mom. You go to the store by yourself when we are at school. What's so hard about going by yourself now?" I didn't have an answer for him. They are around all the time, but they mostly ignore me (unless I am on the computer and they want to use it).
When they were younger, I could hardly wait for them to go back to school. Now that they are teenagers, I just want them to do something with me instead of ignore me! *sigh*
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Posted by: Greg | July 24, 2010 at 03:06 PM