Alas, it is true; the end of camp has arrived. This is met with a mixture of relief and sadness. The relief comes from the fact that I will now always know--at least for the rest of the summer--where my kids are and what they are doing. The sadness comes from knowing that I will be stuck watching them every minute of every day from now until school starts.
Usually, camp ends and there are two weeks until school starts. I have filled these weeks in the past with school shopping, dentist appointments, hair cuts and searching for the paperwork I forgot to turn in at the end of school last year. You know the stuff the school absolutely-must-have-or-your-kid-can't-come papers?
This summer, however, has four weeks left until school starts. Some politician somewhere thought that it would be great if the kids didn't have to go back until after Labor Day. (He--and you know it is a he--wished to remain anonymous so that the roving mob of mothers looking for him don't find him.)
So now I have to fill two weeks. I have to find fun and informative and educational things to do to entertain and prepare my children for school. The zoo in 97 degree heat is one of my favorites. Sitting in beach traffic is another one of the highlights I have planned. Then there is the ever famous stand-in-line-and-get-heat-stroke-at-the-water-park day.
Maybe if I'm feeling really adventurous, we'll put everyone in the car and drive the 8 hours to visit my in-laws in sunny Hazleton, PA.
All I know, is that whatever I do, wherever we go, I will be looking for that one sign that says in no uncertain terms that school is just around the corner. What is that sign, you ask?
It is the Staples commercial. C'mon, you know the one. It's the one with all the pouty faced kids standing in the store as the joyful parents glide up and down the aisle throwing school supplies into the carriage while in the background you hear..."It's the most wonderful time of the year..."
It's Christmas in August...
Chris
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