Early Tuesday morning the big yellow bus stopped at the end of our lane where four excited boys climbed up the stairs and were whisked off to begin another school year.
The night before backpacks hung ready with labelled indoor shoes and pencil cases. Lunches were packed with the ease of repetition. The excitement of returning to friends and loved teachers hung heavy mixed with the trepidation of change and new and different. But even as school routine fell into place as easily as slipping on a favorite cozy sweater, I don't feel ready.
A couple of days into the week still finds me not quite ready for summer to be over and the busyness of school to begin once more. I'm not ready to say good-bye to four of my boys for so many hours each day. I'm not ready to give up the slower routine of summertime that is forgiving of stolen moments of play or exploration that drift into stolen hours.
A couple of days into the week still finds me not quite ready for summer to be over and the busyness of school to begin once more. I'm not ready to say good-bye to four of my boys for so many hours each day. I'm not ready to give up the slower routine of summertime that is forgiving of stolen moments of play or exploration that drift into stolen hours.
Life this summer looked a little differently for us as we are now baby-free and more easily mobile. Being able to go out the door in a relatively short time opens up so many more opportunities of doing and going. I want to hold these moments a little longer and cherish the days while they are still my little boys playing, climbing, jumping and imagining. I know in a time that is no longer far enough away they will not all be littles anymore. I still love having littles. I'm also thoroughly enjoying all the flexibility that boys, not babies and toddlers, provide.
Even as I savoured the lazier days of summer, I used the slower pace to begin implementing new routines to help shift our home form a house of littles and chaos and piles to a home with some semblance of order. Sometimes we had a few slower days in a row when we could do a really workable routine that included chores, meal planning, and a smooth bedtime. It gave me a little taste of what our back-to-school routine would look like. It felt good. It felt doable. It felt calm.
But really, for the majority of summer the days of going left routine behind. And often, those days were even better.
But really, for the majority of summer the days of going left routine behind. And often, those days were even better.
Mother Nature was so accommodating in providing hot summer days right up to the very last day of summer vacation. And in true McLaughlin fashion, we kept the days full and busy with a little relaxing time sprinkled in - picnics, visiting with friends, sleepovers with grandparents, playing in the pool, browsing at the market, swimming at the falls, crafting, Lego, WII, the garden and preparing for the local Fair.
And of course, the beach!
And of course, the beach!
It's all good. It's all been good. I'm just not quite ready to let it all go, Not yet. Even as we slipped so easily into the routine of preparing for school once again after a lovely two month break, I am going to hold tight to my resistance in giving up summer for just a little longer. There are still hours after school when we can pretend school routine hasn't caught up with us just yet.
Ooooo - me too!!! Summertime FOREVER!!!
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