Technically, it's still summer vacation for me and the kids - my husband (who teaches in the county north of us) went back yesterday. This leaves the kids and me in a weird sort of summer-yet-not limbo. For although they have no school, we have a very busy week. A last minute IEP meeting for Chris to hammer out the details of his new middle school schedule, the band instrument presentation tomorrow night, open house for Charlotte to drop off her school supplies, and then all of Friday morning waiting while Chris has his orientation. Oh - did I mention that we're driving *back* up to PA for a special "Big O" birthday party Labor Day weekend for Brian's dad, brothers, and aunt? So add laundry and packing to the to-do list.
All of which makes for a bizarre week of "vacation." All of the warm-blooded life forms in the house are restless, including the cat - who is tired of being chased off his favorite napping chairs by careening kids. Trying to still give the kids some summer, I've attempted to squeeze in a last few visits on our waterpark season pass. Only I seem to have forgotten just how much *work* it is to go have fun. We went on Sunday as a family - a last hurrah to summer. Then I took them Monday - oh...my...goodness.... I now have muscles I forgot I had. One is tempted to think that walking through 1 foot deep water for a few hours following a preschooler is not Real Exercise. One would find out the next morning that that is a Wrong Assumption.
Ouch.
Mommy, at least, is *more* than ready for school to start.
