Summer – it’s here. Or at least it’s right outside my front
door. It’s my favorite season, the heat, the pool, the long days and warm
nights. So why do I feel like it is passing me by?
Because I have two young kids and the logistics of tending
to them takes up the majority of my day. Also, naps. One is either just waking up or
just falling asleep all day long.
You’d think with the longer days, there would be a chance to enjoy
the weather during the weeknights, right? Not a chance. I have two very tightly
packed hours in which I have to cook dinner, shove food in everyone’s face,
clean up, and start bedtime routine. Just because the daylight lingers past 9:30pm
doesn’t change the fact that bedtime for the baby is 7:30.
There are those few and fleeting moments I relish, soaking
in the warmth and freedom that summer allows: Taking the trash out to the
street, barefoot; The extra 20 minutes I save each morning by not having to
bundle each child and scrape snow/ice off the car; the long rays of sunshine
that filter through the trees once everyone is in bed and I get a minute to sit
down.
This weekend I’m going to TRY and take the girls to the pool.
Lathering sunscreen on two wiggly, excited, pasty-white girls, making sure you
don’t miss a spot, might be more difficult than bundling them up in their snow
gear. By the time I have them
sufficiently protected from all the UV rays, gathered the towels, snacks, back
up diapers and toys, it inevitably starts raining.
I know summer just started. I keep telling myself there will
be time to enjoy it, but then I remember we are in the middle of selling our
house and have a move in our near future….
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