I am beginning to count the days until summer vacation is over.
No more "Oh I can't get enough of my kids, I love spending time with them."
(Ok, well I'm not entirely convinced I have
And though I am not looking forward to backpacks in the mudroom, paper-throw-up on my counter everyday at 3:45pm, strictly enforced bedtimes, homework, taking two little boys to stores, and PTA assignments, I am looking forward to this:
Return to routine. Scripture reading, family prayers, cleaning schedules, meaningful Family Home Evenings and Sunday School lesson preparation, for some reason are much easier during the school year.
Less food consumed. Even taking into consideration either school lunch or a packed home lunch, there is much less money spent in the grocery category of my budget during the school year.
The end of Otter Pops and popsicles. The key to my outside freezer is lost, therefore Joshua has free reign of the Otter Pops. Actually, who am I kidding? I'm sure they'll be all gone before tonight, there's no way they'll last two and a half more weeks. But Joshua or not, I am tired of the constant 'sharing with the whole neighborhood' and thus all the Otter Pop wrappers and popsicle sticks that are found all over my yard.
A clear driveway. At any given point there are bikes, wagons, strollers, scooters, etc. covering the driveway.
Less chatter. My older two kids DO.NOT.SHUT.UP. The chatter is constant. Everything from 'Guess what I dreamed about?' to 'Do you know what I think would look good?' and so on and so forth.
Longer lasting cleanliness. Today as I was cleaning one room upstairs, I heard Ellie in a different room emptying out the baby doll clothes drawer, Drew in a separate room emptying out the Lincoln Logs, Joshua in his room throwing out every pair of shorts in his drawer in search of his Wrangler's, Luke practicing the piano (which inevitably means Megan and Ellie's music strewn all over the place) and Megan in her room dinking around instead of cleaning it.
Cooler temperatures. I don't like the heat. That combined with all of the above makes me less than pleasant.
Of course I love my kids. You know I do. I know I do. And most importantly, they know I do.
But, let the back to school countdown begin...