This happened today. Three kids in school all day. One kid in preschool a couple hours a week. And one little boy who is home alone but refuses to take off his red “packpack”.
I love when summer rolls around. I look forward to our summer roadtrip all year long. I love late nights in the pool. I love watching the kids play together. But as much as I love summer, I also love sending them back to school and so far, they love going back to school. I dread the age when they don’t get excited to lay out their outfits and get new school supplies. Fortunately, Hallie still falls into this category, although I can’t be sure how much longer she’ll last.
They were all smiles walking out the door and just as I suspected, they were all smiles walking back in the door. I was most nervous about Hallie since she’s moved on to Junior High and navigating a new school, with a new schedule and new friends can be intimidating. But she walked in the door just as excited and happy as the rest of them and eager to tell the details of her day and I listened for as long as she would talk. And then when Steve got home, she went over all the details with him as well.
This evening the boys collected paper bags full of things that represented them and Hallie sat at the table and did her math homework – and just like that our late night swim sessions are over. At least on school nights.
Everyone is ready to go back to school. They’re excited, they’re anxious and they were driving me crazy today with all that energy. It feels as though we’ve been doing “back-to-school” things for weeks now, although that might be a gross overestimate. Each kid had their time alone to go get school supplies, plus there was some other running around to grab this or that. Plus going to grab school IDs, meeting teachers, walking class schedule routes…they’re ready. I’m ready. We’re all ready!
Tonight we had our traditional back-to-school dinner. The event in and of itself is a tradition. However, everything else seems to change. The theme, the decor, the place settings, the food, the treats – its all different year to year. But it’s funny to hear your kids talk about certain things as if that is the tradition. For example – today Bennett was talking about his excitement for the yellow candy I put on the table. The candy I put on the table once two years ago because it matched the color scheme and I had a cute bowl to put them in. Cannon was excited to draw on the table – yet again, something we did one time and it became a tradition in his mind.
I like to keep them guessing! Although I did pick up Panda Express again because the kids love it and getting food from a restaurant is a treat. And because I’ve done it two years in a row that will be the expectation next year. Which just means I’ll have to zig when they think I’m going to zag. 🙂
This year our theme is to stand tall. Stand tall for what they know to be right – despite the consequences. The kids talked through examples where they can stand tall. Not surprisingly, honesty became the top action talked about. Being honest even when you might get in trouble. Being honest when doing school work and taking tests. Being honest and not stretching the truth with friends. I think we can all use some reminders to stand a little taller and be a little better. (It’s pretty easy to decorate for this team – we pulled out everything that measures!)
June was our busiest month this year with only three nights spent in our own beds and our video is proof of that. We saw Arizona, Utah, Idaho, Oregon and Washington. So many adventures packed into 60 seconds.
Still playing catch up from our summer adventures – 4th of July in Idaho. Where the weather is nice enough for shorts during the day and gets just enough chill in the evening that sweatshirts are an option.
An afternoon in the park with games, snow cones, ice cream and fried chicken.
Followed up with an evening at my brother’s house for more ice cream and cake to celebrate a birthday, shaving cream twister, puppies, paddle boarding on the pond and fireworks.
I know logically fireworks are a ridiculous idea – we burn money. And unfortunately its not like a candle where you get 12 hours of enjoyment out of it. Nope. You can spend hundreds of dollars on fireworks and burn them all in less than an hour. And yet, I love them. I love the smell. I love the boom. I love the light.
I wish we had more firework holidays – Independence day and New Years Eve are not enough (at least in Arizona those are the only legal times to light fireworks)!
Happy birthday to the USA!
What summer road trip is complete without sleeping bags and tents…and boats and fish?
We traveled up the Snake River to Hells Canyon – which is the deepest river gorge in North America. The last time I was there, I was a sophomore in high school and I went on a river rafting trip with my biology class. And the windy roads to get there were just as bad/windy as I remembered and I had to pull over when Cannon threatened to lose his lunch!
There was fishing and tubing and wake boarding. Early mornings and late nights. Afternoon storms. Campfires. Lots of bugs. Cousins. Lawn games. (Aside from the whole campsite being a hill thanks to the canyon – it was absolutely beautiful and lush.)
I’m convinced once Briggs gets a little older and doesn’t require sleeping in a port-crib – camping might not be the most awful sleeping experience. Only time will tell!
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