When I was a kid, summer was the best time of the year. The minute the last school bell rang we joyfully headed out the door into three months of freedom. Our days were filled with sleeping in as long as we wanted and then playing hard all day long until we fell into our beds content, but thoroughly exhausted.
Since we’ve started a family of our own, summer has become the perfect time for the “family vacation”. It generally consists of Shaun coming up with some hair-brained idea….like traveling Route 66 and taking a couple of months to talk me into it. Of course it always ends up becoming a wonderful memory. That still doesn’t stop me from dragging my feet the next summer though.
Nowadays, as our girls are growing up, things seem to be a bit different. This year, Shaun’s work schedule is looking very full through the summer so we most likely won’t be able to have a family vacation. (Maybe just the two of us will be able to sneak off somehow)
Although spring has barely arrived, this summer is already filling up. There are so many things we want to do that we can barely cram them all in.
First off, KT received this letter in the mail.
Can you read it? She has been accepted as a high school volunteer at the aquarium! We are beyond proud of our little girl. Of course along with this privilege comes a huge time commitment on all of our parts. KT will be expected to be in Seattle once or twice a week and several weekends throughout the summer. Guess who will have to haul her down there? (I hate driving in Seattle!)
Speaking of driving, KT is also ready to take driver’s ed. I’m not entirely sure the poor innocent drivers in are area are ready for that, but she’s old enough and that’s what they go by.
My dad has come up with this brilliant plan to take the girls traveling across the upper states in the RV. Mimi is all for it. KT is not so sure when she will be able to fit it in. I personally have doubts as to whether or not my father is still up to the trials and tribulations of a headstrong teenage girl.
Of course the girls will insist on having their fair share of sleepovers, swimming, day camp, and just hanging out with friends. Naturally, I will fuss and try to get them to do something productive instead, like clean out the garage. (Doing that sort of thing is in the Mom Manual)
But it’s really starting to sink in that my babies only have a few more summers of being kids. I fully intend to let them make the most of these short month of freedom. Whatever they end up doing with their summer, I want them to realize how important is to sleep in, play hard and fall asleep exhausted….