End of summer
I can't say I'm super excited to send the kids back to school. Mostly, because it means I have to get up early, cook breakfast, make lunches, oversee homework, swim lessons and baseball.
I've done a good job this summer of using that extra time for myself.
I've had a lunch hour that I've used it to paint my toes and get my hair fixed. Our dinners have been simple, the laundry semi-done and I've made no apologies for it.
Most importantly though, I've found time to play with the boys. We've invented pool games with dangerous names like "drowning" and "undertow." We've made suncatchers and watched movies. We dabbled our toes in the ocean and ate fish n' chips out of a boat.
I've been the good guy and not the bad rule-setter that comes out when school starts.
It's time for me to get not only the boys together but myself as well. I'd be happy if the summer were neverending.
Goodbye lunch hour. Goodbye painted toes. Goodbye summer of 2013. It was good while it lasted.