You’ve got to make the morning last…
The house is quiet. It’s a beautiful morning. Life is good. And today is the last day of school–just half a day, too. Grandboy has finished 1st grade, with flying colors. How can it be that 1st grade is already over? How can he be growing up so fast? You think kids grow up fast? Grandkids grow up even faster. It’s unbelievable.
The last week of school is pretty funny. Quite hectic. Lots to do, finish up, pack away, send home, send in, show up for. Ice cream is almost always involved. The backpack starts to get smelly, the uniforms are looking tired (Catholic school–the wonderful TFS in Raleigh), the sneakers are beat to hell, the teachers are looking a tad loopy (I love a loopy teacher). And there are flowers, balloons, gift bags, hugs and smiles everywhere.
And now on to summer vacation–for the kids. I remember my summers as a child. The lake, the beach, family reunions, road trips, Kool-Aid, playing outdoors all day long, reading every book I could in the library, being bored, picking berries, slamming the screen door until my mother yelled, roasting marshmallows–some of the very best memories of my life.
Be sure to make time for memories this summer. Swing in the hammock whenever possible.
Ciao,
Anne
