School has come to an end.
I have mixed emotions about this.
There have possibly been times this school year when I do
quite the happy dance at 7:42 when I kick the kids out on the curb at our local
elementary. Sometimes moms need time
alone. (Sometimes everyday). I have a friend who posted these pictures of the
first and last day of school. They really say it all.
First Day of School
Last Day of School
For a moment I feel guilty when I read all of the facebook
statuses that say things like, “My baby is growing up! I can’t believe she has
finished kindergarten!” and “Graduation is already here?!? Where has the time
gone? I am such a proud mom.” But I’m the mom that wants to post, “Dang, summer
already? How the heck am I gonna keep these kids busy and the house clean at
the same time? Let’s entertain the idea of year round school.”
I’m exaggerating.
Kinda.
On a happier note, I recently realized that since my
youngest has graduated 1st grade this will probably be the first
summer in a long time that I will only see 6-something AM for 3 reasons;
1. On the occasion of a really wild party with extreme
longevity stretching into the morning(which is a rarity on this side of
you-know-what)
2. A resident of my
home is vomiting uncontrollably and needs directions to the commode or nearest
waste basket.
3. If the hubby
discovers he has no clean clothes when he leaves for work at 6:30AM and somehow
feels the need to interrupt my slumber to tell me and ask where he might find
some(Umm…yes…like I would have placed them in an inconspicuous locale).
Without any of the aforementioned events occurring, sleeping
in will become the new norm in my world. I honestly had moments during the last
few weeks of school when I thought I just couldn’t bring myself to get out of
bed. Upon further discussion with the hubby he posed the valid question, “What
if you had a real job and HAD to get up early every day?” To which I had no
valid answer.
Until now…
Dear Hubby,
I love
you dearly. If I wanna sleep late and not wash clothes before the sun rises... I think I
will…FROM THIS SIDE OF THIRTY.
