Where have I been?
It's summertime and the livin' is easy. I have been enjoying time with my family. Playing in the pool, visiting with friends, exploring, going to the library, staying up late, watching television, reading novels, giggling, playing, and yes, even doing some chores.
We started the summer at a music festival and it's been fun, fun, fun ever since school got out. Speaking of school, the goob had perfect attendance this year. He was so proud. It was a big deal to him to not miss any school. He didn't even want to go out of town for his birthday, so we didn't. The other day we were talking about going to Las Vegas in the Fall to have some fun and celebrate our anniversary. We looked to the goob. "What do you think? It would mean missing some school." He looked up with a big grin and replied, "Last year was the year of perfect attendance. This year is the year of PARTY!" He even did that arm-pump thing to emphasize "PARTY!"
We have decided to skip the giant Labor Day party this year. We've been throwing it since 1992. We missed one year when the house was under construction. Hubby makes a bunch of carnival-style games in the back yard. Everybody plays games to win tickets. They can use the tickets to buy toys (kids), sno-cones (everybody), beer (adults), or shots of rum for the sno-cones (we'll call them adults, but the line is blurry here). Everybody has a grand time. Well, except for me. I'm too tired. Planning for it stresses me out, and keeping things running smoothly during the party is a lot of work. It's also pretty expensive. I convinced the boys that we could skip it this year, I could be relaxed for a few extra weeks, and maybe we could move to an every-other-year format. That might work.
And now, it's time for me to make waffles. It's almost 9am and the boys are still sleeping. I promised the goob I'd make waffles. Then we're going to the library so he can turn in his Summer Reading Program log. He was supposed to read ten chapter books by the end of summer. He's already gotten through twelve, because this is the summer of fun.
We started the summer at a music festival and it's been fun, fun, fun ever since school got out. Speaking of school, the goob had perfect attendance this year. He was so proud. It was a big deal to him to not miss any school. He didn't even want to go out of town for his birthday, so we didn't. The other day we were talking about going to Las Vegas in the Fall to have some fun and celebrate our anniversary. We looked to the goob. "What do you think? It would mean missing some school." He looked up with a big grin and replied, "Last year was the year of perfect attendance. This year is the year of PARTY!" He even did that arm-pump thing to emphasize "PARTY!"
We have decided to skip the giant Labor Day party this year. We've been throwing it since 1992. We missed one year when the house was under construction. Hubby makes a bunch of carnival-style games in the back yard. Everybody plays games to win tickets. They can use the tickets to buy toys (kids), sno-cones (everybody), beer (adults), or shots of rum for the sno-cones (we'll call them adults, but the line is blurry here). Everybody has a grand time. Well, except for me. I'm too tired. Planning for it stresses me out, and keeping things running smoothly during the party is a lot of work. It's also pretty expensive. I convinced the boys that we could skip it this year, I could be relaxed for a few extra weeks, and maybe we could move to an every-other-year format. That might work.
And now, it's time for me to make waffles. It's almost 9am and the boys are still sleeping. I promised the goob I'd make waffles. Then we're going to the library so he can turn in his Summer Reading Program log. He was supposed to read ten chapter books by the end of summer. He's already gotten through twelve, because this is the summer of fun.
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