Today is the last Saturday before school starts and we all can feel the intensity running through the house. For the first time all summer my darlings went downstairs and turned on the cartoons without a fuss. Meaning I got to sleep in a bit longer.
My friends and I are running a poll on our feelings of the up and coming first day. Last week one mother was 80% ready for them to return only because she was dreading making them sit down and do homework. As soon as she said that the poll went from 110% to 90%, we all forgot about homework. Homework isn't just for the kids, it's for the adults to make the kids do it. Some parents have taught their children the right way to do homework, no complaints, no whining- just do it. I want that magic recipe. I have tried it all.
Anyway, yesterday while all us mother's were together, we polled again. With the amount of nervous energy, anticipation, and the moon, all the mother's agreed, homework was totally doable and we all were at 110% ready for school. Ready and waiting.
I agree, but I'm going to miss them. It's nice to have the little ones around, to eat with, to talk to and to watch them grow. Once school starts, the lazy days of summer disappear into the mists of time and we start over again. The song has started to play in my head, the guitar has been in my dreams, it's time to welcome Don Henley, The Boys of Summer. Gets me every time, summer is becoming out of reach. Way to bittersweet.
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