Summer Craze

I’m in the middle of a very busy few days. I am parenting not just two but three wonderfully wild boys. They are on the go and constant and playing and pushing and “it’s MY turn now” and hungry and scattering and jumping and moving and trailing shoes and toys and wrappers and the rest.

So forgive the quiet here while I do my best to maintain the wild in my home.

But I should warn you. It’s summer time after all. The kids aren’t in school. Camps are here and there. “I’m bored” threatens regularly. We’re at the pool. We’re meeting friends. We’re on the go. We’re readying ourselves for our family vacation.

Contrary to some popular assumption, summers are not a time when families relax. Moms don’t find any much alone time at all. Summer means “game on”. It’s fun and I love being with my boys for sure but let’s just say I lower my personal expectations down many many notches.

(Not that they were very high to start with. So now we’re hovering at around no expectations. But I can’t throw in the towel entirely. That would be giving up. And we moms just don’t give UP on ourselves, right? Yeah. So. Anyway.)

So this is a pic I took on the go this morning at the zoo. We ran from splash ground to splash ground keeping cool and burning off another day of summertime energy.

If you haven’t seen me post in awhile, just jump back to this post and you’ll remember why. But I suspect that if you’re a parent right now you aren’t even checking in that much anyway. Because you’re probably doing about the same thing.

(And by the way, this “quick” post took the better part of an afternoon to write. For all of the reasons I’ve listed above.)