The other day I read some funny tweets from American parents who appear to already be in summer vacation (i.e. school vacation). I believe some States head back to school in August, and the deep South is known to be hot and humid for way longer than us up here by the border, which is probably why they’re already out of school now, at the end of May.
Nonetheless I am anxiously and hopefully anticipating the end of school here, so very much. Still gotta go till the end of June…
The tweets are pretty funny, though. One mom said they had a list of 75 things to try over the summer and they had already done 72 of the them by day 3. Ha!
Another mom complained about the kids being bored on the day before Memorial day, and was educated by her minion that technically, it’s still the weekend and summer vacation won’t come till Tuesday AFTER the weekend.
One mom wanted to know how she was going to work with everyone around all day, every day…I too wonder about this. Camp isn’t always a viable solution, and it gets tougher for older kids. I may be able to pawn off at least one kid occasionally but the rest of the summer? I think I’m going to have a list posted to the wall requiring completing prior to plugging into Fortnite or Minecraft…even though if they are plugged in, at least they’re quiet which helps me to work…
Yeah, right. 🙄
The current stress, other than the activity schedules causing me grief, is the endless lunch making. Today, I served carbs for breakfast and packed carbs for lunch. I knew instinctively that the mini cucumber will come home half eaten, probably, even though at home they gobble cucumbers like they’re going out of style. And the thermos of noodles without protein will be…probably less than half eaten. I didn’t pack fruit for the same reason as the cucumber, and I opted out of the standard cookie or granola bars which lately have also come home regularly.
Of course when they do arrive home all they’re thinking about is more carbs. And sugar. Ice cream, popsicles, freezies…you name it.
I give up.
At least they get a decent home-cooked dinner…
Oh wait. Baseball season. If one or both kids aren’t playing or practicing, then a kid is umping. Games are around the dinner hour, they gotta be there minimum half hour prior, there’s driving to and from…so, what’s a frazzled mom to do?
Pizza. From a pizza joint. That’s what.
They are of course not complaining. If they could they would eat pizza every day.
Me? I’m calculating how long it’s been since they’ve had protein at a meal. Did someone eat eggs for breakfast the other day? I can’t remember.
Are you limping toward the finish line, like me, or have you already begun summer vacation? And what are you making them for lunch? Please, enlighten me, I’m outa ideas.