It's been 10 days since school ended, and FINALLY Huckle and Sally have stopped waking up at 6:30am. They were rising early on purpose last week; I don't know why after all the complaining at 6:45 on school mornings. Maybe they wanted to maximize summer. Or maybe they thought exciting things happen in the 15 minutes before their usual wake-up time. Anyway, I'm glad they are taking it easy and sleeping in today. I'm sure it helps that they were swimming at a neighbor's pool party until 9pm last night.
Lazy summer mornings are a childhood treasure. Some days that translates into kids stumbling downstairs in their PJs and throwing themselves onto the couch to stare into space for an hour (sometimes I have pity and let them turn on a cartoon!). Other days, Huckle is riding his bike around the block before breakfast, loving that summer means changing up the order of our activities, like leaving the house without having filled your stomach and brushed your teeth. For me, it's a relief to not have to pack lunches first thing in the morning and keep people on schedule to leave for school.
In the summer, we sleep in, pack a picnic lunch around 10:30, and head to the pool at 11. I get to talk to friends while the kids take swimming lessons. Then we all eat lunch together on the grassy lawn under shade trees before the kids hit the pools in earnest. This is the first year that the children of our "group" are all old enough to be independent, something that impossible or light-years away when I had a baby and a toddler or a preschooler and a toddler. What a joy to be able to read a book outside or have a conversation with friends I hardly see during the school year, while our kids go from pool to pool in a pack or go their separate ways, reporting to us for a snack, a rest, a request to watch them on the high dive or swim with them. It's all good.
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