As summer winds down and school starts up again (Book Boy starts Tuesday), I hear so many parents – especially moms – rejoicing. They’re happy to get the kids out of the house, happy to have them in school all day again, etc.
Am I the only one who doesn’t feel that way? I’m extremely sad that summer is over and Book Boy starts school next week. Oh, sure, there are days that I”d like to get rid of BB and Little Sister for a few days. Maybe it’s because I only have two kids (for now). Maybe it’s because I only have one kid going back to school. (I can imagine why my mom – with four kids – was thrilled when school started.)
Or maybe it’s because, in all likelihood (if things go as planned), I’ll be employed again by next summer, so this will be the only summer that I’m home with the kids full-time. BB, LS and I have had a great time together. Oh, we didn’t do everything we planned (at least one new park every week? lots of trail walks? etc. Hah!) but we did have fun. Walking at the botanical gardens, several trips to new parks that we like, trying out new fresh fruits and vegetables from the Corn Stand and the produce market, playing in the backyard pool, double features at the dollar theater, reading for hours at a time, “chasing” the Blue Angels when they were in town …
Yep, it’s been a great summer! But the ending, as endings so often are, is bittersweet.