We are in full swing here. You know- whining, crying, "I'm bored", etc. Why is summer so difficult?
It's taken a full two weeks to find some kind of rhythm. It's not a pretty sounding rhythm, but you can make out a faint beat.
The other night we took our kids into the canyon for hot dogs and roasted mallows. This is how they would like everyone to believe they are- Causally sitting around the fire engaged in stimulating intellectual conversation.
This is what it really look like.
I fondly joked before school got out that I love my children more when they are in school all day. There is a bit of truth to that, don't you think? Absence makes the heart grow fonder. :o)
We're getting our groove. We're doing OK. They are finally realizing that Yes, chores are an acceptable way to spend your morning during summer break.
I think I might make it to September after all.