As summer draws to a close and the days begin to shorten, the signs of the new school year are everywhere. Store shelves are stocked with school supplies, and inboxes are inundated with messages about drop-off routines, back-to-school gatherings, and extracurricular activities. The end of summer is upon us, and with it comes a return to homework and rigid schedules.
And honestly? I couldn’t be happier.
The charm of summer has worn off for me. Back in May, I had high hopes for a magical summer. I envisioned lazy mornings in pajamas, picnics at the park, and carefree afternoons spent by the pool. I imagined my children enjoying a relaxed summer filled with biking, lemonade stands, and late-night games of tag. Those thoughts seemed so enticing compared to the chaos of school fundraising events and the monotony of packing school lunches.
However, the reality of summer vacation has proven to be quite different. Instead of preparing one lunch each day, I find myself making and cleaning up after an endless stream of snacks. Rather than dealing with backpacks at the end of the school day, I’m confronted with damp towels, inside-out swimsuits, and sandy flip-flops strewn throughout the house. Rather than navigating homework disputes, I’m mediating sibling squabbles over trivial matters like who touched whom first or who finished the last ice cream sandwich.
Mornings, instead of being leisurely, are now an exercise in early rising. Children don’t seem to understand the concept of sleeping in when the sun is shining. A lemonade stand, which sounds delightful in theory, results in a sticky kitchen and kids guzzling sugary drinks rather than selling them. Staying up late for games means overtired, cranky children who don’t grasp the joys of sleeping in, and dining outdoors leads to unwelcome mosquito bites.
What my kids truly excel in during summer break is creating an endless symphony of noise. The whining, bickering, and the constant reminder to keep doors closed have become overwhelming.
A few weeks ago, my children attended a day camp for just one week. I dropped them off in the morning and enjoyed six glorious hours of peace before picking them up again. I could hear my own thoughts! I took uninterrupted showers, worked without interruptions, and had actual adult conversations without constantly saying “hang on” to manage the chaos around me. I savored meals that consisted of more than mere leftover sandwich crusts. It was pure bliss.
In that brief week, I was reminded of the structured calm of the school year. In May, I had lamented the routine of lunch packing and homework oversight, oblivious to how manageable that chaos had been compared to the current state of affairs. Teachers, I commend you for your patience and resilience. You deserve every accolade for managing these energetic beings for six hours each day. You are truly remarkable.
Currently, I am surrounded by a cacophony of noise—one child is howling over a ruined fort, another is requesting a different snack while a bowl of Goldfish rests neglected on the counter. Wet towels and swimsuits litter the kitchen floor, and I can barely think over the clamor of screaming, whining, and a TV blaring some inane show. Everything is drenched and sticky.
I am beyond ready for the school year to commence.
There are just a few weeks left until my kids return to school. But who’s counting?
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