I know this weekend marked the "unofficial" start of summer, but I seem to have missed the urgent stay-at-home Mom alert that there are only 15 days left in our town's school year!
15 days! 15 days! Didn't I just drop J off for his first day of kindergarten last week?!
Empty classrooms mean just one thing -- full minivans! Minivans full of energetic, eager, bored, overtired, restless youngsters and frustrated, desperate and frazzled mothers.
Obviously I've been dancing through my days in a daze! How could I have not realized the approaching doom! So very soon my carefree (yeah, right!) childless time will be gone, gone, gone!
And what lies ahead?
82 days of summer!
Dear God, what's to become of me!
82 days of summer!
Dear God, what's to become of me!
82 days 'til my little monsters (but oh how I love 'em!) return to the safe confines of their classrooms and I can collect the shards of my sanity.
Oh sure, there's that whole "lazy days of summer" thing -- lazy for who? (Or is it "whom"? Oh h***, you'll have to live with my grammatical ignorance, 'cause it's too darn late to consult Grammar Girl. I'm claiming exhaustion as my defense.)
Sure there are day camps (My boys are too young for sleep-away camp, right?), the beach, bike rides, kite flying, field trips to museums, aquariums, parks and farms and an endless line up of play dates, but it's all ridin' on Mom's shoulders.
Don't call me Mom, Mommy, Mama or Mum...call me Julie, Cruise Director!
15 precious school days left, then 82 days 'til bliss returns...
So what's your plan for summer survival? Have a secret or two you'd be willing to share?
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