Our New Friend Summer

Sam did some light reading this morning.

Charlotte is currently in the bathtub with her swim goggles. The tub hasn't been cleaned in almost a month, so on the bright side, she will see more interesting things down there. 

Sam just got out of the shower - I was on the phone and suddenly saw him ride his scooter down the hallway, soaked and naked. Oh well, turns out we're out of clean towels anyway. Let the kid air dry. 

So I'm not going to be Mother of the Year. Shocker. But I'll tell you something else shocking - I am loving summer. You guys, I'm seriously loving summer. 

We've been to the pool almost every day. For the first time in my life I'm getting sort of tan. The kids are learning to swim - my fearful, cautious little boy spent most of yesterday afternoon joyfully under water in the lap pool. Charlotte didn't frustrate her swimming teacher for the first time ever. 

Charlotte is also in gymnastics and learning fast. She's starting to read, too. Sam is going to ukelele camp. Both kids are doing the library's summer reading program and raking in the rewards. Both are enjoying the Royal Stage summer camp, too. We got pizza for dinner last night because we were tired from swimming and it was too hot to cook. 

Simple little joys.

I am only working two days a week this summer and I am volunteering at a VBS and our church fireworks stand.

 I went to a Bat Mitzvah on Saturday. 

The kids have play dates scheduled, but I do, too. Window shopping, lunches, movie dates, craft nights - not excessively so, but I'm making an effort to hang out with friends once or twice a week with no agenda. 

I made homemade play dough with the kids this week, which unfortunately stained most of the kitchen purple. I can barely keep my eyes open because I am staying up too late at night reading. 

For the first time in my life, I feel slightly confident in myself and excited for all the summer holds.

And yes, in case anyone was wondering, it is a bajillion degrees outside. But I'm finding if I just scream and complain about it straight away, I get it out of my system and have a legitimate excuse to indulge my red Gatorade addiction. 

Summer, I'm glad we've decided to be friends.