Sweet Summer Memories

Today is the day I've been dreading since June.  I knew it was coming.  I knew there was no way to get around it.  I just chose not to think about it.  Unfortunately, for about the last week and a half, it's been all I could think about.

Today is the LAST day of summer break.

If you're reading this and you're not a teacher--I understand that you don't get this.  But if you are a teacher, I know you GET this. Today is the LAST day before life gets crazy again.  Like, really crazy.

I'm almost certain, without even having to look, that I blogged another post about this same topic this time last year.  I'm sure it was all mushy about having to go back to school and how much the Mommy part of me was sad.

Looking back, I don't think last year had ANYTHING on this year.  This year is rough.  I have a feeling I'm going to keep saying this as the years go by and Reilly gets older and older.

Reilly is 2.5.  He's like a miniature man.  He's SO. MUCH. FUN.

We have spent the last 9 weeks making memories that are going to last forever.  These are days that I wouldn't trade for all the money in the world.  We have spent time with friends, family and strangers.  But some of my favorite times have just been the two of us. 

Just a snapshot of our summer days....

We've:

Snuggled. Played play-doh. Pretended to drive Daddy's car.  Built with blocks. Rode bikes.  Taken walks. Baked treats.  Played on the computer.  Went to work at school.  Taken Daddy lunch.  Played to the water park.  Visited Indiana Beach.  Played  on the swings.  Swam in the lake.  Been to Ohio.  Gone to the zoo.  Made volcanoes.  Visited friends.  Sang songs.  Mowed the grass.  Had picnics.  Watched Sprout.  Had cookouts..  Visited the animals.  Swept the floors.  Cleaned the toilets.  Went swimming.  Gotten boo-boos.  Been to the Farmer's Market.  Transitioned to a big boy bed.  Went potty on the big boy potty.  Blew bubbles.  Tye-dyed t-shirts.  Ran around.  Played tag.  Watched fireworks.  Visited festivals.  Danced.  Waved to the trash man.  Said hello to the mailman.  Colored pictures.  Went shopping.  AND MADE MEMORIES.

My mommy heart hurts this morning.  I know it won't be long until we've made the transition to our "normal life."  But for today, I'm going to snuggle extra along, sing extra loud, dance extra crazy and love extra hard so that my little man never forgets how much I treasure him .