The summer is difficult. We wait all year for it, especially here in Minnesota, it finally arrives and it’s this mad dash to cram everything you possibly can into three months. It’s exhausting and we don’t have any kind of structure to our schedule. The kids seem to think that since they’re out of school they’re void of contributing any kind of help around the house. And on top of trying to get the children to chip in, I’m trying to keep my one year old darling out of the ant traps.
Every so often we have a day where I kind of throw caution to the wind. Blogging takes a backseat. The laundry is put on hold. And dinner is anything but fancy. We play. Whether we’re at home getting sprayed with the water hose or it’s like yesterday, a play date at this beautiful little park on Lake Rebecca with lunch at Peppermint Twist, a cute drive-in that is in Delano. That day I threw out the schedule, the routine and we did throw caution to the wind. The baby took her one and only nap in the car which meant an early bedtime. And the older two fell fast asleep the second their heads hit the pillow, a sure sign of a day spent playing in the sun with friends.
At the end of that day there were still dishes that needed to be washed and I should’ve probably taken a shower to rinse all of the sand off. But as the kiddos were fast asleep dreaming of mermaids, sea monsters and old fashioned drive-ins I sat down to rest. I did nothing. The dishes can wait for the morning, the toys can be picked up the next day and I can rest knowing that we played today. That’s what mattered the most that day. Not the messy house or the frozen pizza I threw in the oven but what mattered were the memories we made together. When they look back on this summer, the busy schedule we had to cram everything in, I hope they’ll remember this day where we played and did whatever fit our fancy.