One of the smartest things I do as a mother of school aged children is pack their lunch boxes the night before, so I don’t have to pack lunches and make breakfast at the same time while rushing them out the door in time for carpool all before I’ve had my coffee. Today was definitely not that kind of morning.
We had a good weekend, the best part of which was a long overdue reunion with some of my most favorite people on the planet. We spent a leisurely afternoon snacking and chatting and splashing around in the pool and before we knew it, all three of the kids were passed out on the couch and somehow the wee hours of the morning had crept up on us. Those are my favorite kinds of days. More hints of summer, which is so close I can taste it.
I’ve always been a summer girl. I love the way the days so effortlessly spill into one another, making the passing of time seem a little bit slower. Warm, relaxed, and bright, it just suits me unlike any other season. Although, I do love fall, and who doesn’t, right? But summer has my heart.
As much as I love our school rhythm, I’m looking forward to a nice, long break from the weekday hustle and bustle. We’re just a few weeks away from summer vacation, and I’ll be honest, it can’t come soon enough.