Do you all remember when you were little, and it seemed like the summer went on FOREVER? Days and days of hangin' out, taking it easy. All our summer chores that seemed soooo difficult, and it was sooo hot, and all you wanted to do was run through the sprinkler? I remember thinking that the time between when school got out, which was always that second week of June, until my birthday, which is June 24th, just seemed like it was an eternity, and heck, waiting until the fourth of July just about killed me. How bizarre. And then once 4th of July was gone, wow, summer just drug on forever. We would go on a couple weeks of vacation with the parents, I would spend a week with each grandma, or a week with my aunt. I would haul bark dust or hay for mom and dad, and it seemed like I spent days and days plucking up thistles in the pasture. It was just never ending, that summer vacation. How awesome.
Now, in the adult world, holy goodness, that is just a different story. Chloe is turning nine tomorrow, school is out next Thursday, then we celebrate Craig's sister's birthday the next week, then in a couple more it's mine, and then a couple more and it's fourth of July. My gosh, everything is coming wayyyyy toooo fast for me! If I count it out, I really only have 10 Tuesdays off with Chloe for vacation. That is just not enough in adult land for me! Koben has preschool in July, but is off in June, and I think also August. I have hearing evaluations, audio evaluations, and all sorts of what nots already planned for my days off, on top of meeting up with some friends I don't see much, and then of course, having enough time for Chloe to play with her cousins. Man, in my mind, I'm booked up until August, I'm already worn out, and it's not even June!!! Why does time have to go so fast? Why do our lives pass us by like the speed of light? They tell you to slow down, smell the roses, enjoy your life, live like it's your last day. Who has time for that? I surely don't. It seems like we have to spend so much time trying to make our day to day lives go smoothly, that we never have the time, to stop and take the time, to enjoy the time. Jeesh. How irritating!
So, that is why, in some ways, I really just want to be a kid again!
1 comment:
Summers were so fun as a kid, doing a whole lot of nothing.
Now they fly by for me and I always feel guilty, thinking I didn't have enough time to take the kids out to do fun things.
It would be different if they could play in the orchard and on the old logging road with neighbor kids all day but since times have changed to where they cant even ride their bikes without me watching them, they dont get outside and have fun the way we used too.
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