Summer's here, y'all.
We are officially six days into summer break and I have broken up approximately a zillion fights, retrieved countless balls from the neighbor's yard, and uttered the words "Find something to do to entertain yourselves!" more times than I can count.
I've made goop and I've been invited to a tea party. That took place at 7 am. And there was no tea, only four plates of cookies.
We've colored, watched Full House, played outside, done watercolors and played with PlayDoh.
And by we, I mean they have done all those things. While I was watching in awe of the fact that they accomplished all of this by 9 am.
And then at 9 am I had the thought that IT WAS ONLY 9 AM. And what in the Jose were we (they) supposed to do now?
Kids, man. Where do they get that manic, frantic, unstoppable energy? I'd kill for just a fraction of it!
We've had some good days and some lock-me-in-the-crazy house days. Through all the days I'm determined to hold on tight and remember.
Here's to a fabulous summer. Let us all not kill one another. Let me not feel the pressure of unattainable Pinterest crafts beating down upon me like the fire of a thousand suns. Let us love one another and just be. Let me not feel envy when I see "magical summer" FB status updates. Let me realize that I'm not the only mom reading those updates whilst watching my children poke each other in the eyes.
Cin Cin and Felice Estate, y'all.