Today was the final day of summer break. Tomorrow ushers in a different way of life, full of early mornings, school days, homework afternoons, and squeezed-in dinners. Summer will soon be a distant memory, an unbelievably relaxed image in our heads.
I will miss many things from summer, including but not limited to:
- 9:00 AM wake-ups
- 10:00 AM actual get-ups
- any time of the day reading
- cicada crescendos in the treetops
- busy broods of birds on the feeder all day long
- that one Carolina Wren who would perch almost daily on our fence post and systematically sing in all four directions (man, I hope he found some love this summer)
- mid-day board games, especially teasing Red about her ability to get a bazillion 6s in every game of Trouble
- getting excited for the oldest's annual Youth Circus performances
- Hummingbird Watch 2015 (we know you're drinking that red juice even if we've only seen you three times)
- day trips with friends, with or without children (yay for grown-up time enabled by work-at-home husband!)
- encouraging the children to go play in the rain
- encouraging the children to go play at the playground
- encouraging the children to go play in any space that's away from me and my book
- eating homegrown cucumbers, peppers, green beans, basil, rosemary, and tomatoes (well, not the tomatoes for me personally, but you get the idea)
- marveling at the variety of skinks/butterflies/moths/cicadas/praying mantises/spiders/beetles/songbirds who like to call our little homestead theirs, too
- lazy pool afternoons with my totally independent swimmers, making the lifeguards actually earn their hourly wage
- looking up from my pool chair to cheer on the younger two's latest diving accomplishments
That's not to say that Everything Summer will be mourned. I bid this all adieu with a one-finger salute:
- mosquito swarms when I go on our front step to open the mailbox (I know I may have to suffer a few more weeks of patience until you're completely gone, you assholes)
- humidity... enough said
- my nonstop "glistening" look, which I've been chalking up to the previous bullet point rather than attributing it to any big changes on the old lady body horizon
- day-long bickering... yes, I'm looking at you three... I still don't care who did or said what... enough already!
- watching "this" and trying to accomplish the impossible at the pool- getting the goggles to fit the right way
- my daily job as Time Keeper of the Electronics
- asking particular questions dozens of times a day, like:
- Did you put your bikes AWAY-away?
- Whose cup of milk is this on the counter/table/shelf/bathroom sink?
- Can you please put your socks into the actual laundry basket and not on the floor/couch/chair/stairs/toilet lid?
- Who left this light on?
- Why aren't you outside?
- later summertime bedtimes (aka having to wait until 10:30 to be able to watch Orange is the New Black, I mean c'mon, we only have a few episodes left!)
If you're more a picture kind of person than a list lover, how about some of those positive bullet points in images?
Summer's end brings us to this evening, the night before the new year. New school year for the kids (though the high schooler still gets a couple more weeks' break thanks to the late Labor Day date) and a new beginning for me, too. Of course, we're all hyper-aware of our feelings tonight. The younger two whispering exclamations of nervousness along with the questions that are weighing heavy on their minds as they snuggle under their sheets: "Will my teacher be nice?" and Will my teacher like me?" Meanwhile, I am pondering my own potential inadequacies, hoping that I can rise to all the expectations that begin tomorrow. Here's hoping.
Summer, you've been pretty awesome, even if you were one of the shorter ones in our family history. You'll be missed. Fall, you've got some pretty big seasonal shoes to fill.