Last Day of Summer

Today was my last day of summer vacation.

My last sleep in.

My last morning to drink coffee in my jammies as long as I want...and then go back and have another cup.

My last bacon and eggs on toast...served around 10am.

My last long swim in the pool.

My last family movie night.

My last tuck in and cuddle and goodnight kiss before a very early morning that comes way too soon for a night owl like me.

I know, I know, this all sounds very melodramatic for those of you who aren't teachers. For those of you that don't spend all summer with your kids.  For those of you who have kids that you are eagerly sending off to school tomorrow.  Yes, I can still swim in the pool. Yes, I can still drink coffee in the morning. No, my kids aren't going to forget who I am by tomorrow afternoon.

But honestly, tonight will be one of the hardest nights of my year. Because leaving my kids tomorrow....holy smokes it sure is making me drip on my keyboard right now.

I guess I'd better get some sleep.  But first, one more round of goodnight kisses.

Remember How I Used to Write a Blog

I know it's hard to remember that far back, but I used to write a blog.  Quite faithfully, in fact.  I used to write at least once a week.  And then once a month. And then at least for every birthday.  And then...

Well, then life got more complicated, and busier. And hectic, and stressful.

And my blog seemed pretty unimportant because I was pretty busy living my complicated, hectic, stressful life and I didn't have a lot of extra energy to sit down and reflect on it.

But I think I need some reflection.  I need to vent and share and celebrate and complain and cry and get angry and get happy and just get it all out.  Because in real life I'm not really very good at getting it all out.

So I'm going to try this blogging thing again.

And here is my first vent: over the course of a whole summer of family pics, I couldn't get all six of my kids to look at the camera or look happy at the same time.  Darn kids.  Just look at the freakin' camera.  Just say !@#$%& cheese and smile!

Manny, look at the camera!

Thanks, Manny!

What is with the arms???

Really, bunny ears!  How mature.

And I look fluffy in every picture.  Because I got fatter instead of thinner, like I planned. Boooooo! Maybe next summer.

For those of you who follow these sorts of things, my kids are getting big.  They are now 10, 8, 7, 6, 6, and 5.  Sheeesh.  This growing up thing is freaking me out.  But more on that in another blog post.

Well, that's probably enough blogging for one day.  See you soon.  I promise.  Sometime before next year.