Summer is coming up. Luke asks me every day if it's summer yet. I keep telling him NO. Because I don't want it to be summer. At least, not yet. I'm not ready for the heat, or for a house full of kids. Not ready. Let me tell you why, least you think I do not love my children, or that I don't want them around, because I do. REALLY.
Luke will be heading for first grade. That means he isn't so little anymore. He will be turning seven. He will going to school all day, leaving me home all day with his little brother, who I will have to entertain by myself. All day. he will be eating lunch at school, which stresses him out. He will also be asking me every day if we can go swimming. Which means I have to squeeze my sorry self into my bathing suit, every day.
Sariah will be heading into seventh grade. She will also be joining the Young Women's program. I am in denial. I do not have a child that is that old. Or that tall. I have to hide her from the eyes of peering teenage boys. I feel like shouting to them, whilst hiding Sariah behind my large rear end.."Stop checking her out, sick-o, she is only 11!" soon to be 12. Twelve. I remember myself at 12. I was a nightmare. I was also very boy crazy, and didn't stop being boy crazy, until maybe yesterday? She will also tell me every day that she is bored. Although, judging by the tornado that crashed in her room, I don't think she will bored for too long.
Ethan. Ethan with the brown eyes, and silly grin. He will be teasing his brother, and getting himself into all sorts of trouble. Luke and Ethan while they love each other, fight tooth and sometimes nail. And the bugger doesn't like the pool.
But, I am sure this summer will be fun. And to kick it off, we are spending a very much needed week with my parents. I need to be home, just for a little while. Hopefully I am not the only one who misses home, even though I am 32 and have a home of own. Sometimes, a girl just needs her mommy.
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