Hosted by Cecily and Lolli
This past week has been a gush of activity. Typical of the last week of school we have been busy with school picnics, plays, reports, projects, bake sales, and carnivals. School supplies have been amassed and brought home and are now scattered around my house. Yearbooks have been purchased and are in the process of getting the all important classmates' signatures. There have been a few late nights thanks to my forgetfulness and subsequent scrambling to make treats for a boy scout bake sale and yet more treats for the school picnic. I think I am done making treats for a while.
This morning I awoke to a big crash of thunder and a downpour of rain. One of my very favorite ways to wake up. Because of the storm it was unusually dark outside and even though I knew I should get out of bed I decided to take a few minutes to enjoy the stormy lullaby. I nestled down in my blankets and listened to the rain before the last-day-of-school madness broke.
Just like every other day this school year the morning was a rush. I rushed the boys through their breakfast. And rushed the boys to get dressed. Then I rushed to gather the garbage and recyclables for pick up. And I rushed through making Joey's lunch. Then I really rushed the boys into their jackets and backpacks and shoes because it was time to go.
And even though we were rushed and we were running a tad behind I just had to capture my boys on their very last day of 1st grade and 4K.
I begged Ben to get in on the picture but he was in his usual jovial mood he is always in when his brothers go off to school without him and he didn't want to participate.
I reminded him that next year when his brothers go off to 2nd grade and kindergarten he will be going to 3K. That made him feel a bit better.
But not much.
I have to get back on schedule now so that we can make it to the grocery store before Tommy's graduation ceremony at 10:50. Then it is another rushed lunch so that we can pile everyone back into the car to pick Joey up at school for an early release at 1:10. Rush, rush, rush.
I am very much looking forward to this summer. No schedules to keep. No place we HAVE to be. No more rushed mornings and rushed lunches. This summer (unlike last summer when we were busy building a house, selling a house, saying goodbye to my father, and having a baby) we will just BE.
The sky is getting lighter now. The sun is fighting to break through. The stormy rush this morning is soon to give way to sunny, summer and it's warm, breezey ways. And I can not wait.