As an educator I am lucky enough to have the summer off from work. When my kids were younger I worked summer school since our daycare bill was crushing and summer pay was a way to catch up on some expenses. Five years ago I finally said “no” to summer school and I’ve never looked
Tag: summer with kids
I know we will look back on this summer and describe it as, “the summer Dad/Grandpa had cancer”. Whenever we look at pictures or question why we didn’t do a usual summer event or tradition the explanation will be, “oh right, that’s the summer Dad/Grandpa had cancer”.
I think my girls and I took advantage of all summer had to offer, having fun while taking it easy all at the same time. I’m especially happy, however, about all of the things we DIDN’T do.
Oh boy. I’ve got the end of summer blues and I’ve got them bad.
This summer we are doing, well, not much. We really have nothing to do. Literally. And IT IS GLORIOUS.
As an educator, I am given the somewhat unique opportunity to identify as both a working parent and a stay-at-home parent. For about two months every year, I get to put away my working mother shoes and step into the shoes (usually flip flops) of a stay-at-home parent. Granted, the life of a stay-at-home parent
I love summer just as much as the next person, really, I do. And I enjoyed, and thoroughly agree with, Jillian’s post about how great it is to share it with my kids, especially now that they’re old enough to really do things with us. Those parts of summer, I love. But there are some parts of