My kids have been back in school for a week now. I'm relieved. I miss them. *All the things we're supposed to say go here.* I still have a toddler at home so the chaos still ensues without the morning bell.
I have this thing where I like to think back fondly on special occasions. I replay them in my head paying attention with my minds eye to all the details over and over again. I also do this with all my mistakes or confrontations. It's a good time.
While the kiddos and I are adjusting to early mornings and long days, I've been thinking back to our summer. These are the times of my children's childhood. The summer stories they will remember and retell as adults sitting around my Thanksgiving table. I anticipated reliving all the crazy and exciting times we had this past summer until I realized... we didn't.
Sure, there was a trip to the zoo, a beach day, and an overnight stay at a hotel. But other than that, I wasn't flooded with a summer camp schedule of fun to recall.
At first, I felt guilty. You know mom guilt is always roaring and willing to pounce on you unexpectedly at the slightest mediocre mothering moment. I quickly did mental inventory of the posts I saw online all summer that some other mom's provided their children. Play dates, and theme parks, lemonade stands, and plane rides to destination vacations hailed in comparison to what happened on this side of social media.
For the two months of no school in this household we did a whole lot of the opposite of all that. There wasn't a schedule or many plans. I didn't force reading time to keep up from the school year or even require daily showers. The chlorine in the abundance of pool time is totally the same, right? We watched a whole lot of movies while eating popcorn, played recklessly with a mess of toys and forts, went on a slip n slide with friends, and we're bored quite a bit too.
That may not be everybody's cup to tea, but after a while of thinking about it. I really liked our summer. It was the summer of the Un-Bucket List. You know how Pinterest swarms us with adventures and lists to set out to complete within the two months from school bell to school bell? Our summer was like that but full of NOs from of all things we didn't want to do, and I kinda sorta love the thought of it.