Summer Is Calling.

It's the end of the school year. It brings many things.
Excitement, trepidation, anticipation.

It also brings, for me, twelve weeks of double trouble.
Twelve weeks. That's a lot of weeks.

In many ways I am ready. I am ready to let the kids wake up naturally.
I will not miss the morning bus dash.
I will not miss packing a lunch pack every morning.
I will not miss having to remember 101 things every day.
(Or forgetting then being frustrated.)

I will miss having any time to myself.

I decided on minimal camp this summer.
I decided to give the girls a summer of free time, beach days and no schedules.

A summer like I had as a kid - with long lazy days.
I remember feeling like the summer days lasted forever.
I remember going to bed in what seemed like broad day light.
I remember them being happy days.

Looking back now I see that it was the lack of structure, the endless possibilities that made them so enjoyable.

I want my girls to discover their garden and creek. I want them to loose themselves in a project.
I want them to spend whole days in each others company.

Will I wish they were at camp so I could get the laundry done?
Am I crazy?
Time will tell.