This summer feels like a continuous loop of sun soaked days of pool and t-ball and bikes and sidewalk chalk.  After the kids are in bed, I usually curl up with my knitting or a good book and think about all the things I need to accomplish the next day (a trip the grocery store this month wouldn’t be a terrible idea) and then we have another day where my list goes right out the window and we spend more time playing than doing anything productive.

Lest I present too idyllic of a picture, I do have two children at home who are siblings and prone to all the squabbles and bickering  of an 8 and 6 year old who spend almost all day every day together.  My children are swarthy-level tan and eat most of their meals either at the pool or the baseball fields.  Basically, I will not be winning any awards for diet or sunscreen application and there are times when I want to bop their heads together repeatedly, but it’s not -40° and summer doesn’t last forever.

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  • I feel like I’m always saying this when I visit your blog, but your posts make me nostalgic for the years when my children were the age yours are now. I miss the kind of days you describe here. My current days have different kinds of joys and gifts, but those years of hours by the pool, and meals on the go, and squabbles–well, they were wonderful. Maybe not the squabbles, but those have faded.

    • I’m grateful for your nostalgia comments, Rita. I tend to be so type-A that slowing down and enjoying can really be a challenge for me. It helps to hear from someone else that it really is magical and worth savoring.