1 Mother 2 Another

You know, when you have a
three-day-weekend just a couple weeks before school gets out, going
back to school that next Tuesday feels a little bit like trying to
put on your skinny-girl jeans after you’ve spent a week on an
all-you-can-eat cruise. You can barely fit into them, and it makes
you crabby and oh-so-aware of how quickly you spread out.


We spent the past three days wasting no time spreading out; the
girls woke up around nine (NINE!) a.m. on Monday. We began moving
slower, taking our time, puttering desultorily around the house.
Now comes Tuesday morning with its alarm clocks and quick time
schedules and errands and lunches to pack and forms to sign and . .
.


Bleh.


We can sQUEEze back into our usual routine. Barely.


We are SO ready for summer break to be here.