We are a full week into summer break and boredom has claimed our days. It’s been rather grey, extremely windy, occasionally rainy, and unseasonably cool. I’m learning that as the kids grow, days spent gardening with mom are no longer an adventure but just plain work. And helping with household chores, running errands . . . well . . . that used to be fun. Not so much anymore.
I’m already begging the kids to use their imagination.
But have also offered up these activities: hiking at the state park, tooling around the countryside on our scout, and enjoying cousin company here and there.
However, this mom must spend an afternoon at the desk and focus on reducing the piles of paper, emails, phone messages and lists of things to do that are threatening to bury the entire office. This was part of my daily routine when the kids were in school, but we are now on summer break; here is our new norm.
This afternoon, I heard my mother when I threw up my hands and hollered, “Go outside!”
“Find something, anything to do! Just go outside!!!”
So they did exactly what I told them to do.
Did I mention this is week one of our summer break?