As the magical summer comes to an end.....
By ramblinmom on August 25, 2014
Close your eyes,
take a deep breath
and enjoy the warmth of the sun
pouring over your
winter weary body.
This summer will be magical.
You can feel it in your
freshly pedicured toes
and your new bathing suit
that doesn’t look too horrible
or make you look like a mom.
You only had to try on 600 suits
but it was worth it.
At least when you have to yell at the kids
600 times to walk
instead of run around the public pool
you will look good.
Not as good as the junior lifeguards
but middle aged good.
your hair will look sun kissed
and wind swept
and you will smell like coconuts.
You will chase fireflies with the kids
and sip on fruity alcohol infused
beverages with friends.
You will try new grilling
and salad recipes from Pinterest
and not eat hot dogs at every meal.
This summer will be different.
This will be the summer
that you will teach your kids
to ride bikes,
and keep them busy
and fun worksheets
so they don’t lose any skills over the summer.
You will not hear the words, “I’m bored” once!
You will send the oldest child to an overpriced camp.
He will come home with gleeful stories
of tug of war and archery.
You will blog about your summer
on the family blog you started a year ago
but never had anything to write about.
Your younger children have a lemonade stand,
sell organic lemonade you say,
it is healthier.
You encourage your children to donate
the proceeds to an orphanage in Kenya.
This will be a great story for your blog.
Instead, the children spend the profits
on a trip to the Dollar Store.
They purchase chalk and bubbles.
You already own enough sidewalk chalk and bubbles
for every child in Kenya.
You get a call from the camp,
your child is homesick
and has impetigo.
Your other children have taken
charity to a new level
by giving every child within a 10 block radius
a popsicle from your freezer
You start buying store brand popsicles
that are not organic
or dye free.
Your evenings are spent
begging the kids to come inside,
swatting at mosquitoes
and keeping your hair tied in a ponytail
because it looks like a loofah
thanks to the humidity.
Your Pinterest Potato salad
gave everyone food poisoning
at Aunt Amy’s 4th of July family reunion.
You spent 32 bucks on a pet rock kit,
no one wants to make a pet rock with you.
You lie to the kids,
you tell them that
if the ice cream truck is playing music,
that means it is out of ice cream.
They may hate you for this fib one day
or they will use it with their own kids.
You have a sunburn from planting flowers
because you wanted pictures
for your blog
about your magical summer
and because your perfect neighbor
has a perfectly manicured lawn
and lush floral designs.
You bet her family doesn’t lie
when they fill out the forms
for the summer reading program
at the local library.
This is not a magical summer.
But soon hope will return!
You will get the school supply list,
you will drive to 6 different stores
looking for Ticonderoga pencils,
24 glue sticks
and a laptop
You will be at the hair salon
with the line of giddy moms
and sad children
getting back to school haircuts.
You will buy new pants
that will be outgrown
You would like the children to reuse
and lunch boxes
but they won’t go for that.
You will buy them new ones.
Back to school shopping adds up
but it is the price of promise.
The promise of a magical
(and quiet) Fall.