OK, Smarties, I felt like I needed to redeem myself from last week’s post…
The summer countdown is on. Don’t let the season slip away! Enjoy our 2012 summer “bucket list” and add your own must do’s!
Bye, bye summer! HELLLO SCHOOL!
1. Throw a slip-n-slide play date! Don’t have one? Hit Target or Walmart for some insane end of the season sales and snag one at a bargain.
2. Hit the Whitewater Center for some extreme summer fun. Canopy tour, climbing, mountain biking, kayaking, ropes course, and so much more!
This started going viral on youtube back in May. When I first saw it, I laughed. But not as hard as I’m laughing now. Now that this song is on every. single. radio. station. on. the. planet. Now that my girls sing it in their sleep.
So I revisited this video and it made me laugh so hard. It gets me through the painful song eight zillion times a day.
It’s starting to happen. We are officially a month into summer break and they are turning on me. I have been nice, we have had trips to the pool, the movies (in $100 3D no less) ice cream outings and play dates. I am freaking exhausted. Who do these kids think I am; a camp counselor? I am 40 not 19. I will not sing chants as we walk into the gym. I won’t put a Band-Aid on every microscopic wound and I will tell you to “suck it up” when you say it’s hot and you are tired.
Why can’t they just entertain themselves? We used to ride our bikes with friends from breakfast until dinner. Our moms yelled at us if we showed our face inside. My kids want me to “play” with them. What is that? Can we play “folding laundry” or “plucking mommy’s eyebrows”? How about playing “lets pay bills” or “make the Daddy dinner” No, they want me to make play dough and do science experiments using all my good kitchen pots. Nope, not happening.
Can someone just drop off a twelve year old to entertain them please? I will feed them, say nice things and even give them life lessons on why getting good grades in school is key. They will leave with the best birth control in the world, seeing my three year old throw an all out tantrum, naked on the floor, because I put her juice in the wrong cup. She will not leave wanting to end up on MTV’s “16 and pregnant”.