It’s Four o’clock on a Monday in the very last week of school…
I hope you sang that to the tune of “Piano Man” by Billy Joel. If not, try it now. It works.
Kids all over the country are in count down mode. Parents are too (some looking forward with happy anticipation and others with dread). I admit to loving summer time. For a couple of crazy weeks, I’m pretty sure I could even homeschool!
And, then Big Daddy reminds me of the million reasons why that wouldn’t even begin to work. He’d start with reminding how much therapy Baby Bee gets at school (and how much she needs it and how much it’s helped her) and then would end up with him asking me when the last time was the Princess sat down and willingly listening to anything we had to say.
So, I enjoy the summers. I like the challenge of balancing fun with learning mixed up with ample amounts of quiet couch time. It’s perfect.
The weather here in Ohio is making us long for school to be out as well. We’ve had nice warm days (with rain! So much rain!) with enough sun to make a dip in the pool or the lake seem like a good idea. The windows are open and the birds are singing and the little girls struggled with bedtimes in the daylight (over summer, I adjust them to a later time to avoid this and to try and gain some sleeping in time for myself). Just two more days.
The Princess graduated from Middle School last week. I was more anxious about her transition to middle school than I am of her transition to High School. The Princess has already been traipsing all over the high school and I feel confident about her ability to handle the changes that are coming.
Last week, Big Daddy and I sat down the Princess and had a Very Serious Talk about her future. I admit, I don’t like to imagine it much. I mean, I want her to have it, but I don’t like thinking about the day when our home starts to stop being the Princess’s home. I know that will happen as she transitions to college. For a while, this will be home and she’ll be pulled to come back, but as her life expands beyond us, she won’t. But, I don’t want to spend too much time wishing the Princess away. She’s only 14 and we have four years to go (Only four? Wasn’t she just four? Wasn’t it just a little bit ago that her childhood stretched in front of us so vast and open and now it’s shrunk to less than a handful of years which doesn’t seem like it’s nearly enough).
There are so few summers when your children are at home. So very few. Just 18 and I’m trying my damnedest to make every one count.
The Menu Plan
Monday Flat iron steak (thank you, Trader Joe’s!), carrots and crash hot potatoes
Tuesday BBQ chicken, quinoa and salad
Wednesday Last Day of School Party (Pizza and Cake!)
Thursday Crunchy Chicken Salad and Egg Rolls
Friday Chicken Bacado Casserole with Salad
Saturday Smoked burgers, pasta salad and corn on the cob
Sunday Slow Cooker pot roast with balsamic vinegar and onions, salad and some lovely bread from the bakery.