It’s hard to believe that we’ve been on summer vacation for over a month. Summer is passing in a blur. (Although, doesn’t it always?)
Alpha’s birthday is our official kick off to summer. Can you believe I have a 12-year-old? Me either.
Bravo’s birthday follows a few days after that. Seven is pretty heavenly, I must say.
The last day of school happened a few days after that, and summer was rocketing .
Then there has been lounging in the morning, trips to the lake, afternoons spent painting the deck. We painted the living room, too – of course, the boys were very eager to help. *cough cough*
A couple of the camping trips we had planned got rained out – or we thought they were going to be, only to have a beautiful day appear after we had canceled our reservation.
We made the most of it, though – with water fights in the back yard,
and first fishing trips.
It will continue to be a blur – that will pass in a whirlwind of lazy mornings and buzzing activity – like always. But instead of sitting and watching it pass, I am jumping in and running along side.
I am taking lots of pictures and basking in the glow of one of the last summers we will have TOGETHER, before Alpha asks not to come along on our adventures because he would rather stay home or hang out with his friends.
The Back-to-School displays are up at the stores, bins of glue sticks and pencils and stacks of brightly coloured duotangs stacked on the shelves. Soon we will be shopping for new shoes, blocks of loose leaf, and one inch binders. I will start looking for new lunch ideas to sustain me until the spring revolt – when my children invariably declare that they are tired of every type of food in the world.
Soon. But not just yet.
I’m still running to reduce the blur, still capturing moments, still holding on to summer. Holding on to them.
Just a little longer.
How’s your summer?