Summer vacation is officially over. I just put my favorite little boy in bed (I know, it's only 6:05 pm...but he is a 12 hour sleeper, and tomorrow begins our early morning routines.), which means our summer days have come to an end, and it breaks my heart.
I remember this day last summer, and it was hard. I never dreamed it would get harder, rather than easier. But I am here to tell you, this summer is 10x harder than last. Reilly and I have have had so much fun this summer. Just the two of us (most of the time) and we've made so many memories.
All weekend, with this time looming, I've been trying to focus on the positive points. And we've had plenty of good times, but they are hard to focus on when my heart is hurting about being seperated tomorrow morning.
Our summer has been filled with busy times, lots of giggling, playing and napping. We've been to the zoo about 4 gazillion times (we even know most of the animal's names!), we've played outside, run through the sprinkler, taken walks, had lunch with friends, went shopping, cuddled in bed and watched the Sprout Channel. We've played trucks and watched for trains, we've chased birds across the yard and swam in his little pool. We've cleaned the house, done laundry, washed dishes and swept. We've visited family members,gone to the beach, gone on boat rides (Rei's first!), swam in lakes and eaten watermelon in our bathing suits.
It makes me sad that tomorrow starts the hustle and bustle of "real" life again, and we often forget to take the time to do these super fun and super special things together. I hope that I can remember to take time each day and just cherish my little man who won't be little forever.
I always knew that I wanted to be a teacher, but now winning the lottery and being a stay at home mom wouldn't be a bad idea, either.
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