I knew at some point it would happen. Summer would eventually start to piss me off. In the beginning its fun, sleeping in, playing outside, watching movies, vacations...and then it turns into a disaster. I lose track of days, forget about lunch (aren't 2 big meal just as nutritious as 3 regular meals?), outside becomes increasingly HOT and miserable, my children transform from structured pleasant little children to "that kid" that I never thought they would be. You know "that kid". Who ignores you because they are over tired from a lack of a bed time, or forgets how to use any form of manners because their diets have consisted of finger foods (pizza, burgers, chicken wings, corn, watermelon...ever realize how in the summer we just stop using utensils?) and looks at you like you have 3 heads when you ask them if their room is clean...OF COURSE IT IS'NT CLEAN..they have spent more time playing in there over the last 2 months then they have EVER.
Now don't get me wrong, we have had some fun times...."summer" and I. We have spent wonderful days at the pool, and splashed lovingly, read books as a family, and even made strong attempts at learning new things in several museums. I even experienced some alone time with summer, and visited a place where children do not exist...this place is called Duval Street and it is magical.
Like any relationship you must take a step back and ask yourself "is this healthy". As my children ignored me in Target yesterday and could not grasp the phrase "stand next to the cart", as my two year old forgot how to use his legs and decided that crawling on the dust covered store floor and as my 6 year old put her face disturbingly close to the stack of apples in the produce isle... I pondered this question.
This is not healthy.
It is time for Summer and I to go our separate ways.
I need to know that in the morning when my children are arguing, spilling cereal and giving me dirty looks because they think I'm "mean" for not letting them wear THAT...that it they will be spending the day learning, playing, and complaining to someone else. I need my job back of sending them out clean, eager and ready, asking questions when they come home, providing dinner (like I said 2 meals is my thing) taking them to practices, parties and putting them to bed. I'm good at those things.
Summer always starts out easy, but in the end she's a real pain in the ass. So I think its time we go our separate ways...besides I invited Fall to come stay with me soon and they say three's a crowd.
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