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Summer’s Over… Bummer! 10 Reasons I’ll Miss It
It’s 11:30pm, and the clock is ticking. It’s winding down now; summer is dwindling fast. In fact, in mere hours, summer is officially over for my crew, & we usher in the new school year. It’s been a whirlwind of labeling supplies, packing bags, ironing clothes, finding shoes, setting alarm clocks, etc. And in the midst of the preparations, I’m reminded of the one question that I was asked over & over again by well-meaning friends and family: “So, are you counting the days until they go back to school?!” In one sense, yes. It’s been a loooong summer. And not the easiest one, either; with The Captain working day…
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A Great Catch
I had planned to tell you all about #1’s graduation from elementary school this past Friday- a lighthearted yet poignant anecdote to share with you just how quickly time has flown. I’ll still tell you about it, but forgive me if this post lacks the usual humor. I’m not feeling it. (I’ll explain.) I will say that, yes, it is a cliche to say that time flies when your kids are little, and yes, that cliche is true. I can’t believe that it’s already been eleven years since this: There are those milestones that really strike you as defining moments in parenthood, and obviously graduations are one of them. I…
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Spring Sing
It’s almost the end of the school year, so of course the events, ceremonies, parties, and concerts are piling up on the family schedule. If you looked at my kitchen calendar, it’s color-coded listings resemble something like this for the next month or so: But this past Tuesday night was a big one- the elementary school’s annual spring concert!! I know what you’re thinking…. “Snooze-Fest!” And I get it, believe me. Because not everyone is enthusiastic about attending their OWN child’s school concert, much less reading a post about some other kid’s concert. And I GET it, because I also remember my OWN concerts as a kid. For the…
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Wigging Out
Now you know from my last post that we were away for a weekend recently, but reality hit HARD when we got back. There was one thing we (read, “I”) had neglected to remember while luxuriating in the Jacuzzi… THE WIGWAM. Before I begin my rant, I WILL say that there is no one to blame for this one but myself. Through fatigue, excited anticipation of a great weekend away, and a sprinkling of denial, I neglected to give not one tiny shred of thought to… THE WIGWAM. On the Wednesday preceding our little getaway, #2 unearthed an assignment sheet from her school folder, & jammed it into my hands.…
