Looking back, I realize I loved that feeling. It was as though the whole summer was stretched out ahead of me with endless possibilities, hours of doing fun things, lazy things, memory making things. No homework, a relaxed bedtime curfew, and every day is like a weekend. Remember that feeling?
(image from "Runaway Ginger" 1949)
I keep telling my 3 to enjoy the kid-ness (a made up word) of the time they have. Time. It is a gift that goes away with adulthood. Do they listen? Probably not. I am certain my mother told me the same thing just as generations of mothers before her sprinkled these pearls of wisdom. It's only when you are (supposedly) grown up that anything your parents say means much.
I admit freely that I really hate when one of my kids says, "I'm bored. There's nothing to do!" I mean, really? Biking, running, sleeping in, swimming, fishing, daydreaming, friends, reading, Popsicles, watermelon, road trips, games, fireworks, sparklers, cook-outs, music, the porch swing, the hammock, slumber parties, camping, etc, etc.....
I could stand a little bit of that kind of boredom, how 'bout you? How do you plan to be bored this summer vacation?
