I'm going to say something. I'm going to say it out loud. I mean, this could be really big and by saying it I could be jinxing all of it. Seriously, the balance and rotation of all things normal could be thrown into a frenzy of events leading to the same situation that once was.
Here goes. (deep breath)
I'm not looking forward to school starting this year. (hands now covering my head...panicking...waiting for the roof to fall in on me...slowly peeking through squinched eyes)
(sigh) nothing happened.
I have had the best summer with my kids. You may remember how previously I couldn't wait until the kids were in school. here and here. Going back to school always won out. It was harder to have them home all day and that just isn't happening this year. Which means. WHICH MEANS PEOPLE. That it's getting easier. (dope...I did it again...I used my inside voice)
Now, if you want to think about it this way......you could say that the kids are getting easier.
OR. you could say that the hardships of school are getting worse. I mean...I will have 2 more lunches to pack. I will have more homework and from, now, 3 teachers. (the boys are in different classes this year...happily)
It's been nice flying by the seat of our pants. We've done lots of traveling and visiting and camping.
Bedtime has been slipping and the idea of getting back on a schedule also read as - making sure everyone is dressed by 8:20 am and fed every morning is going to pinch me in the soft part under my arm a little bit.
I'm going to miss my big boys being gone all day too. I liked having them around for the afternoons when they were in kindergarten. They were fun...and helpful....and easy.
I guess what I'm saying is. don't expect another dumb video of my happy ass dancing because I'm getting a few more hours without my soon to be first graders.
You can expect one next year when the littles go to kindergarten though, for SURE.
P.S. my little boys start pre school today. 2 hours might just be enough. :-)