Where the hell are the days going?
You can't really look me in the eye and tell me that it's the middle of July already. There is no way. Just yesterday we were ripping open Christmas presents and now we are cleaning up the ashes from all the fourth of July fireworks. I always get the feeling that the Fourth of July is the beginning of the end of the summer. It's almost as if there are no more holidays to look forward to for a while so we just sit and wait until Labor Day.
|They love the beach|
We always try and pack as much as possible into our summer, but it always seems to go by too fast. We try to get to the beach as much as we can, but if there happens to be a rainy day, it ends up ruining the weekend and plans have to get shifted around in order for us to get back. When you live in the Northeast you have a limited window of opportunity to do these sort of things. Usually from Memorial Day to Labor Day with the possibility that there will be a few really nice spring and fall days. One year we went to the beach in January but THAT was an aberration.
We try to make a list every year of things we want to do, and every year it seems that we run out of time before we get it all done. I have sworn for years that each year was going to be THE year that we take the boys camping. Then of course one weekend gets washed out and before you know in your picking apples in October wondering just where the summer went.
It just seems to fly by.
Hell the whole year just seems to fly by. I almost feel as if each passing day is exponentially faster than the next. When you are a kid though, the summer goes on FOREVER. At least that's how it felt to me. Once school got out, the lazy summer days seemed to go on and on. Which was fine by me.
But now as a parent there is nothing that we can do to make it all just go in slow motion. Everything just seems to be shot out of a canon and racing 150 miles per hour. Maybe we are over planning things, maybe we just need to kick back and relax, maybe we are trying too hard to make sure our kids are having fun? Maybe all it takes is a run through the sprinkler or a couple ice pops to make it all slow down? Maybe instead of trying to fit everything in, we should try to fit nothing in.
That lake house is looking more and more appealing everyday.
|This is where we would love a lake house|