Summer Hours

It’s June.  School is over. Sports are over. It’s getting really hot. This is the start of a long, lazy summer for my kids.  There will be camp and travel in their future – but not yet.  My daughter is babysitting a little, and my son gave it a shot with an iced tea stand (a full 1/2 hour, he made $2) but other than that – they have nothing to do.  I am completely jealous.  I’m on conference calls and doing paperwork while watching them putz around.  You know putzing right? It’s like puttering or being idle.  I know we should give them some summer reading and math projects – they should be practicing piano everyday (sorry Ms. Tatyana) – and I know we should encourage them to keep their minds active and engaged. But we don’t.  We let them stay up late and sleep in.  That’s why on a perfectly good early afternoon – you can still find them snoozing.  Come back after lunch – they’ll be ready for the day.

Notice the sun beaming in through the windows, not that they notice.

In here somewhere is my firstborn.  The more time she spends sleeping  is the less time she spends texting.

And here’s the hooligan. The more he sleeps in  – the less he’s terrorizing your neighborhood.

4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. We All Have Aspergers
    Jun 19, 2012 @ 11:27:41

    SOOOO jealous!

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  2. hlthaker
    Jun 19, 2012 @ 12:54:03

    Hysterical! It’s nice that you’re just letting them be kids! When else in life will they be so free?

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  3. whatshappeningatmyhouse
    Jun 20, 2012 @ 13:26:24

    Awwww, it makes me want to be a kid again. It used to feel like the summer went on forever, didn’t it? And the sun shone every day. Or maybe that’s just my imagination ….!

    Reply

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