If summer was a baseball game, we just slid into home with the winning run.
This summer was the first summer I wasn’t ready to send my kids back in mid July. Usually I hit the wall just after the 4th of July (which is way to early by anyones standards). But this time, I was still having fun the day before school started.
We had some vacations pretty well spaced out to mix things up, which helped. But I also think the kids were at a better age, and it was fun. We have had babies for so long, now everyone walks, talks, and potties in the potty. No more diapers, no more sippy cups. Ahhhh.
We did a lot this summer, but the day before school started the kids wanted to throw a party for the little girl across the street who was going home after spending the summer with her grandparents. And I said, yes.
So the night before school started, I had a house full of kids eating pizza and playing games.
We slid into school the next morning, house destroyed, tired and smiling.
We had shoes on our feet (even if they weren’t appropriate for gym), clothes on our bodies (even if it was what they wore the day before) and food in our lunch boxes that I scraped together since I hadn’t gone to the grocery lately.
And I realized it is JUST FINE. We had fun, went out with a bang and slid into school with our sun kissed faces beaming.
Happy back to school!