Summer, over, really?
I don’t like the idea of this.
So I am going to proclaim that it isn’t over, nope, not really. Not yet.
We still have stuff we want to do. So much more fun to be had!
So what if they are “in school”. I will just pretend that it is just a practice run until our summer fun is really over and done. (Well, more like when the weather doesn’t shout summer at us anymore.)
Sunday night, we slept out on the trampoline, you know, one last “hoo-rah” before bedtime becomes nazi-ish again.
(And when I say “we”, I really mean just me and the girls.)
We attempted this in July, the night of the 5th (really our 4th what with the real fourth being on Sunday and all..) but a little rainstorm somewhere around 3 in the am cut out night out on the trampoline short.
This time, I was going to have all our bases covered.
- good weather (check)
- mosquito repellant (check)
- plenty of cushiness (check, check, check, check)
- sprinklers off (check)
Or so I thought on that last one.
4:30 am I hear the combined gush of air and water and then one drop, that was all it took, right on my forehead. I was up faster than I have been in a long time, running back into the house, out to the garage, and turned that water off!!
It was pleasant sleeping after that.
Well, until that period of time, right before dawn, when I would swear to you it gets its coldest. I wasn’t sleeping too well then. I wished I’d had my socks on then. So instead, I curled up in a little ball, snuggled close to Peyton’s warm little body and fleece blanket, and all was better.
Yesterday evening was back to school night. We knew exactly what we were going to get with Ash’s teacher, and we were ALL very excited about that. Lynn was a little nervous about her teachers. There was a last minute switch to her teaching line-up that left my already nervous daughter that much more. I think some of her fears were put to rest after meeting them.
We came home and had family home evening. We talked about prayer, that the girls can always go to their Heavenly Father in prayer, whenever they need help. Even if it is while they are sitting at their desk and need help. We also talked about the priesthood, how it blesses our lives. Merrill then gave them each a father’s blessing to start their year off right.
Peyton was so excited, she even got one too.
That is a tradition I cherish.
Then there was last night.
Sleeping (or trying to).
In our own beds.
At a nazi-ish time.
I don’t know who slept worse.. me or them.
Third grader.. times-tables and cursive? Really?! Good heavens, I had to buy her a flash drive as part of her school supplies.
And then there’s the first grader.
I will miss her terribly come 11:30. She will have lunch, at school.
It is a happy time of life. It really is all good…
But it sucks that summer is over.