I've Got a Cure for the Summertime Blues

It's happened. I noticed it starting about a week ago. Facial expressions started becoming a little bit more downcast. Voices started getting just a little bit more snarky. The lovely offspring seemed to be "accidentally" (on purpose) irritating one another just a little bit more. I noticed that I was mediating more arguments (than usual).

And then I started hearing the lovely offspring using the "B" word. As in "I'm BORED."

I don't know about you, but at my house, this is the mother of all words in the summertime. The you'd-better-not-say-that-where-Mom-can-hear-you word. You won't get your mouth washed out with soap or anything, but you just might get a pair of gloves and a toilet brush. Or a pair of gloves and a garden weasel.

This is a busy household of six. There is ALWAYS something that can be done.

So I've been wracking my brain to try to come up with things to help cure the Summertime Blues at our house.

Do we need

~more playdates?

~some craft projects?

~day trips to museums?

~more pool time?

~more free bowling time?

~for the baseball season to last longer?

~a dog?

And then it occurred to me. I know...I'm slow. You've probably already figured it out. They don't need any of these things. What they need is...SCHOOL!!

I can't wait for school to start! But hold on...again, I know...I'm slow. This also occurred to me. I'm their TEACHER!!! School can start TODAY!!

And the fact that my oldest son had nothing better to do this morning than watch and mock mercilessly while I sweated and grunted my way through a workout video will ensure that--at least for him--it will!