I realize teachers need a break to maintain theirs as well, but why does the break have to come all at one time? I would love year-round school with shorter breaks throughout the year.
My top 5 reasons for dreading summer vacation:
1. “I’m bored!” These two little words from my daughter send a shiver of fear through me. They are usually the early warning signal that something is going down real soon. Maybe it will be something bad like a broken bone, a gash that leaves a scar, things that make you scream, WHAT THE HECK IS IN MY FREEZER? (That’s just my experiment, mom.)
Or maybe it will be creative like this…
|A portrait of flowers ripped from my garden.|
Or maybe a little bizarre like this…
|Doesn't everyone keep their stuffed toys on the front lawn?|
Or really bizarre like this…
|Some of you saw this on my FB page or Twitter. Don't be alarmed. It's just an Avatar Barbie.|
3. “Moooom!” If my daughter calls for me once a day, she calls for me a thousand. I swear my name is like a soothing chant to her. Mohm! Mohm! She sometimes doesn’t even realize she has called me. She’ll look at me blankly and say, “Huh?” I'm so conditioned to answer to "Mom", I once answered my cat's meow.
4. "Are you done yet?" The biggest issue with kids at home all day is I work out of my house. If I'm home, my kids think I’m available. I don’t blame them, but the fact is I have phone calls to make, sick people to visit, and documentation to write. And this is very hard to do when I’m interrupted a hundred times a day by my daughter who is bored, misses me, and wants to know when I can come spend time with her. Of course, the minute I clock out, she’s ready to go play with a friend.
Then there’s my son who wants to know if I want to pick up McDonald’s for lunch. Oh, and by the way, what are we thinking about for dinner? And will I take him to the store to rent a video game? No? What about the mall to pre-order a game? Then what about Best Buy? No to that too? Oh, hey! There was this really funny show he watched and since he has no idea how to give a summary, he’ll just feed it to me verbatim. “Waaaaaa!!!!”
|I don't really scream. I just want to.|
A part of me realizes this won’t be forever, so I try to practice patience. Our son starts high school next year and soon he’ll be gone. (He will, right? I don’t think I could take an adult child living in the basement.) Our lives will be altered forever when he goes to college. Then our little girl will grow up and leave the nest. (She is leaving, I swear it, even if she says she’s going to live in our house and send us to a retirement home. LOL) And then my husband and I will have so much peace and quiet, we probably won’t know what to do with ourselves. So, I’m just going to sit back and try to enjoy these days without complaining. Well, with minimal complaining. I think all parents are entitled to grumble a little from time to time.
What are summers like at your house? And what was your favorite part of summer when you were a kid? (I used to love playing hide-and-seek at night with the neighborhood kids.)