Some of y’all with kids know how hard it can be to transition out of one activity to another with smallish kids in tow. Gets worse if the shift in question is a whole season or fundamental shift, like, say from free wheeling summer time into the schedules and rigors of school. We’re not quite there, but we are shifting gears from eight weeks of family fun time, into a week of camp, then into school. So I get to do this twice! Shift into camp followed by hard shift into early mornings and school. Going to be a tense two weeks if it turns out not to be as much fun as we’re all hoping for at camp.
So starts the pre-event nightmares, sleepless nights and cranky sullen days. With any luck they’ll play games and get to act & dance like animals and they’ll be all smiles when I get them later on today. But I hold out little hope. The youngest is a real bear when sleep is interrupted. Going to be somebodies problem today. Mine eventually, but… some one else’s sooner. Ha.
Dropped them off, and felt sorta sad about it. Can’t believe they are back to school next Wednesday. Summer has flown by. Every tantrum, every bad dream, every scratch and ding they’ve put on their bodies has flown by, even when it felt like it was lasting forever. Bitter sweet. I need to eat breakfast, I’m getting delirious. Low blood sugar or something. Signing off. Ciao Bella!
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