My friend came over today to let our kids play and the two of us just sat there like limp little noodles with barely enough energy to carry on a conversation. She was wondering if there was something wrong with her but luckily she had me to validate her issue and show her that she's not the only exhausted mother out there. I think it takes us all a while to adjust to the rigors of summertime. Fun it may be, and the break from homework is pleasant, but let's not deny that we have to be ON all the time.
Okay, what was I saying? Oh yeah, last day of school. It went well - neither kid cried on the way home, unlike last year. It was a step up for sure. As always I grew very fond of the kids' teachers and feel a real sense of loss at the end of the year. A lot of people raise their eyebrows in surprise when I tell them that my children generally weep at the close of the year but that's because they're just thinking about the end of homework and early mornings. But if you think about the part about not seeing their friends every day and saying goodbye to a teacher they'll never have again, it's pretty understandable. And kinda sweet.
|I love that Bitty wanted to wear a tie to school. Okay! Whatever!|
We did of course spend that evening at our school carnival. Being on the PTA I was there for the whole time. I just have to give a shout out to the people who have volunteered for pretty much every single activity this whole year. What a bunch of troopers. I had a good time being behind the scenes. Hopefully it wasn't too stressful for Troy to be on kid patrol for the evening. Stomper is big enough to just take off with friends, which he did. We barely saw him all night long. Bitty is big enough too but sometimes she is more solitary than her big brother which doesn't seem to fit her profile, but there you go. She did run off on her own but not with friends. She was just sort of dancing around the playground all by her self, spinning from one attraction to the next in a dizzy haze of cotton candy and snow cones. Bundle was the only one who needed supervision and that was mostly just to limit her cotton candy intake. After seeing her chow down on one cloud of the stuff I was wondering if we were going to get a repeat of the pink-barf year but that crisis was averted. So yes, the carnival was a great success and it was a great way to end the year, as always.
|We have about 15 pictures in this series of "Bundle attacks cotton candy" - we couldn't help ourselves. It was so adorable to watch her shove her face into it we just kept taking pictures.|