If a mom has an amazing weekend but didn’t take any pictures, did it even happen?
Two days of swimming nonstop for hours on end.
Two days of spending time with friends I haven’t seen in so long.
Two days of watching my kids grow confidence and skill in the water.
Two days of putting on the dreaded swimsuit.
At the risk of sounding like a terrible mother, this summer is kicking my ass.
There, I said it.
Last August I cried when it was time for summer to end and watch my oldest head off to first grade. And throughout the whole school year I wished for summer. I longed for the days of flexible schedules, staying up late, and no (well, less) lunch-packing. But summer’s in full swing now, friends. And we’re not even halfway through.