Wednesday, June 10, 2009


Yesterday was the last day of school, so the boys and I are now officially on summer vacation. I asked James if he was happy about that. He said yes, then paused and added, "But it's kind of bittersweet."

James is seven. Both my boys have really good vocabularies, so I shouldn't be surprised when they break out a new word like that. He had used it properly, so I was pretty sure he knew exactly what it meant. Still, I couldn't resist asking him to elaborate. He thought for a moment and explained that although he was looking forward to summer, he would miss his teacher and friends.
I agree with James. The beginning of summer vacation is bittersweet for me as well. There is a lot to look forward to in the next ten weeks. I like long, lazy, hot summer days with the promise of many small adventures. The boys and I have compiled an ambitious list of places to go and things to do. It includes mountains and museums and all sorts of parks. I know we will have a great time working our way down that list.
But I also know this--I won't have a lot of time for myself between now and the end of August. I will have less time for tack making, less time for blogging, less time for reading, less time for... well, just about everything that does not involve children! I'm the sort of person who places a high value on alone time, so summers--although fun--can be hard for me.
So it's a bittersweet mood here today as I sit with my kids after a happy morning together at the barn, thinking about the weeks ahead.

1 comment:

  1. I think that's fantastic that you have an ambitious list of things to do with your kids. I didn't do enough with mine when they were little and now they are big old teenagers and would rather be with their friends than with me. Time is fleeting - enjoy!