I love summer. I love being hot. I love smelling like coconut sunscreen, bug spray and maybe charcoal. I love having a tan. I love sitting outside, feeling the hot sun beat down on me and then jumping into a cool body of water. I love playing in the pool with my babies; splashing them, laughing with them, seeing their messy hair and hearing squeals of delight as they soar down rushing water slides.
I love watching my kids chow down on watermelon. That juice running down their arms clear to their elbows, the sticky red lips and slurpy noises that accompany the task.
So, I’m sad. Next week is not the end of summer (I’m pretty sure that comes in October for St. Louis), but it is the end of total abandon. Yes, Cooper starts school in a little over one week.
Unfortunately, just because of how things fell, I’m watching a baby all 5 days, all day that week. So our opportunities to be spontaneous are much more narrow and short-lived. I’m going to try to live it up a bit though. I think we’ll head to the water park at least 2 times in the evening next week. 😀
Have I mentioned that a water park at the end of the day, complete with sandwiches brought from home for dinner and not leaving until they close at 8 pm, is a perfect way to end any evening any day of the summer? Well, it is. Half price admission after 5 adds the icing to that cake. Try it, you’ll like it. (And invite me to come too ok?)
What are you trying to cram in one last time before school starts?