School is still in session. Still. All over the place, including the majority of our own city, kids are getting out of school. Summer is starting. Moms are sleeping in. Kids are running wild through their neighborhoods and switching to a diet of popsicles. Not in my house, my friends. Not in my house. My kids still have two weeks of school left. Two whole weeks of struggling with early bedtimes, physically dragging Ellery out of bed in the morning, arguing with Sam over homework, and filling the same lunchboxes with the same lunches every morning. Ugh.
Things seem to be winding down. We've had a school fundraiser which I would have skipped. But, it included pony rides. My kids would sell their souls for a pony ride.
And we've had three nights in a row of school programs. As much as I love seeing my kids recite poetry, sing, dance and play xylophone solos, I am so glad we're done with that. It takes forever.
No pictures of Ellery. Given the crowded folding chair seating and all the other parents trying to get pictures of their children, it's pretty amazing that I managed to get these two photos.
Two more weeks of strife-filled bedtimes and tear-filled mornings. And its all going to be worse because my kids now have to watch the neighbor kids rejoicing in their newfound freedom. I'm not sure we're going to make it.