Monday, September 04, 2006
On the cusp
I want the summer back. I want to have Queen Bee home. I want to hear "I'm bored." Well, no. I don't want to hear that. I want the freedom of summer. The lazy days of summer.
They are gone. Gone gone gone like the wind.
Tomorrow, I rise, get myself showered and dressed, get the Queen ready for school, give the Man a present, shower him with love, get the Queen on the bus, and then go teach a class. A class in which I have not run off ONE syllabus. I have NO idea what I am teaching tomorrow. I have taught the class before (Litigation), so I know what I am doing. And it is independent study, so really ... But still.
I just hope the Mominator remembers that she is babysitting for me tomorrow. Because if she doesn't, the Door Man and the Monkey will be the youngest students at this college.
Tomorrow, it all starts. Soccer practices, games, dance practices for both girls, homework, Girl Scouts, Cub Scouts, two kids in the same school, waiting for the bus to come home, Wednesday night madness, Saturday morning madness.
Can you see why I want summer back?
posted by Knitting Maniac at 10:15 PM
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.
The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.
The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.
The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.
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3 Comments:
Oh yeah..that's why I felt like yesterday was the last day on earth....
I know, however, I do love Fall. I am anxious to get back into a schedule, but it seems a little harder this time around for some reason. I know what you mean about teaching...I am lecturing this evening on a most fascinating topic..policy practice and the social work profession. Yummy! Super! Although I have taught it several times before, it has escaped my mind totally. So, I will spend today (my last day off for the week) looking over this crap..hoping some of it sinks in before 6:30 tonight...
Talk to you soon!
I'll blog later when I have pics from this morning!
Cheers!
Today is our first day of school and just now it occurred to me that there's all kinds of responsibility that goes with that. No more lazy days of summer, I guess.
I'm lucky, with my kids only 2 years and the other 7 months, I don't have the hectic schedule like that. Hang in there!
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