Thursday, August 12, 2010

4 days

That is all we have left of summer, not counting the weekend.  Then, school starts.  Ugh.  I hate school.  It makes me get up too early. It makes me get my warm, sleeping children out of bed.  It makes me get home by 2:45 and straps me to homework until 5:30.  It means committee meetings and book reports.  Spelling contracts and signatures on planners that I always forget to do.

Why is it that I have to prove my after school interaction with my children by signing a planner.  Isn't the fact that I don't sign it enough evidence that we are too busy being together and involved that I should not have to do it.  I mean seriously. If I was a disconnected parent who spent all her time on the phone/computer/at work, any child could come up to me and ask me to sign something and I would absentmindedly do it.  But as I am going over math facts, discussing the causes of the fall of the Roman Empire (one of my favorite subjects as is anything ancient and historical BTW), stirring ravioli sauce and finding the right pink tutu, I do not have time to sign your blessed planner.

So no, I am not looking forward to school starting.

These last few days are being spent in pajamas in front of video games and PBS kids.  We are eating popcorn when we feel like it and cold cereal for nutrients.  We get up at 10 AM and go to bed at 11 PM.  We watch Star Wars and Dora and look at pictures in our photo albums.  My house hasn't been mopped or the dishes done in a timely matter all week. 

But our sheets and blankets have been washed every morning and crisply put back on our beds every night...at like 9:30 or whenever there is a commercial for Americas Got Talent.  (I do believe that after much laundry and vacuuming and a couple of shaved heads, our little house guests are gone)

I am so far out of my gym routine with being gone for like a month to Wyoming and then Valdez that I am not even worrying about it until Aug 24.

But considering all that we did this summer (you know, stood down a grizzly, went to the farm, hosted the family, played/coached a soccer team, organized/attended cub scout camp, went fishing in the middle of the night [JaDee], clammed, camped, Valdez and all the other stuff...) I would say that we are fully deserving of these last few lazy days where nothing matters.

PS-I posted all of our Valdez pics on facebook...do you really need them here too, sis?

4 comments:

Ryanne said...

Yeah for you! It gave me a great idea for our 3 days left!

Courtney said...

Nope, your pics on FB were great! I am trying to squeeze every last ounce of vacation left too. We have a week and a half until school starts for us. how did all come down to this so soon? :(

Anonymous said...

I am agreeing that I don't want summer to end! But, spoken as a teacher - just sign the dang planner. It's done. It took all of 2 seconds, it is probably the easiest thing about homework. Not every parent is as cool as you. Think of it as your daily service to the teaching community. You can go to bed that night knowing that you didn't contribute to gray hairs popping out on any one's head because they are way too up right and anal! You can also make funny comments! I do love those!
Love your guts!
Stacey

Kolbi Young said...

Was that Stacey above - as in Stacey Johnsen (my aunt)?

Anyway, I love the 10 a.m. to 11 p.m. schedule. That is the life! Glad to know that even stay at home mom's have to wake up early. That is the one part of working that I curse....every. morning. But I am sorry for you too..... :)

Glad you clarified the comments about the washed sheets and blankets - I didn't make the connection with the earlier post and was thinking, "does she really changes sheets EVERY day!?!" Ha!

Enjoy the next few days!

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“There is in every true woman's heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.” -Washington Irving

"Education enriches the mind and enlightens the
soul," --Nicole Moncur 2008

"Reading can be dangerous." --Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale


BOOK HOUSE from the paper of my Grandfather Sidney W. Campbell

I always think the cover of a book is like a door Which opens into someone's house where I've not been
before. A pirate or a fairy queen may lift the latch for me. I always wonder when I knock, what welcome there will be. And when I find a house that's dull, I do not often stay But when I find one full of friends, I'm apt to spend the day. I never know what sort of folks will be within you see. And that's why reading always is so interesting to me. ~~Annie Fellows Johnston



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