Can it really be back-to-school time?
I'm not ready!!!
I don't want my babies to go back to school. I'll miss them! I want more summer! For crying out loud, summer just freaking started, like, last week!
Not cool not cool not cool. I'm not ready.
I want to, like, hide under a rock in the hopes that if I'm not paying attention to summer, it will stick around until I finally come out. Or something.
I'm just not ready.
You know that commercial? The one where the dad is jubilantly riding the shopping cart through Staples and in the background is that song, "It's the most wonderful time of the year!" and then the kids come drudging down the aisle behind him?
That's so not me.
And I do love shopping for school supplies. Dork.
I just feel like, "OMG!!! We have to do stuff! and we have to go places!" I'm channelling Sandy from Spongebob Squarepants when she's about to go into hibernation and she's all, "Hi-ber-nay-shunnn!"
So. Today: beach with friends. Tomorrow: well, tomorrow's kinda cut because we've got two Zumba classes in the morning and one at night...so...Wednesday if it's not too hot we'll go hiking. Thursday...well, three classes on Thursday too so that's out. Then Friday we'll hit the playground that the kids have been begging to go to all summer but that is way the heck far away and maybe meet up with my sister. Then next week we'll swim at Papa's house. And then...and then...and then we'll have to go school shopping!!!
Effing school. It's this time of year that makes me think I could actually homeschool. Except what I'd really mean is, "I could actually keep the kids home and do whatever we want all day and maybe open a book once or twice".