summer is here. though as i write here on the front porch and am graced with a cool breeze, i know that summer is not fully here…when it is i will come at at 8 in the morn stunned that the air could already be so hot.
but now my baby sleeps and my big kids are eating cinnamon rolls in front of pbs shows they’ve hardly seen for 9 months (and i think naomi is a little surprised on how bored she is by them…i guess 10 years old and dragon tales is a bit of a gap).
there was a true honoring of the last day of school. i think i am still tired from it.
thanks to a highly motivated friend and my addiction to enthusiasm, we made sidewalk chalk paint, put a real baby in the doll stroller, ran to the store for super soakers, bought flowers for the crossing guards, had 5 boxes of ice cream sandwiches stashed in the freezer for all the kids who walk home, found dixie cups to share the 2 bottles of pbr we had left, and literally ran our hineys all the way to school in time for the bell to ring.
eliza was exhausted (well earned after her amazing antics during the sidewalk chalk paint experience), micah was melting down and naomi started schemeing sleepover plans.
so yes, we have arrived to this new routine…and i meet it with a bit of apprehension. i tend to under-program our kids and then am often left feeling lonely, i resist making a schedule for the day and then am often left feeling irritated, i easily get caught up in creative processes and then hate to clean them up (sorry, jerry).
but yes, i fall gratefully into the knowledge that no one has to get out of bed until they want to (!!!!!), that we can eat when we are hungry, that i can work in the yard every morning, that laundry is more optional, that no one has to wear shoes, that there is time to build family joy.
but wow, as i typed the words “build family joy” the oldest two came to the porch and now they are f.i.g.h.t.i.n.g. over the terminology of blasters vs missles vs pissles (this one does make me laugh) vs pistols.
oh, sweet lord. rain down some relief in every form.
my new summer read, thanks to the preschool board members.