I don’t know about you guys, but I am so ready for this school year to be over. Oh don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love my girls’ school and their teachers and all that they have poured into them this year! It’s just, I am so sick of the schedule, early mornings and lack of sleep.
Because, seriously, that dang bus comes so early. And yes, we have been doing this for months now so I should more than have the hang of it. But, let’s be honest – I stay up way too late too many nights searching for extremely accurate memes that I send to my best friends because there is no way I would actually put all my business out on social media but I can’t actually keep it to myself either. Wait, is that just me?
Anyway, yes, we still miss the bus at least a few times each week – and the worst is when the door is open and we are all but ready to go just to see it drive down the street. A few months with no bus deadlines is exactly what I need.
That, and the whole morning clothes arguments. No, you cannot wear a tank top today – it is supposed to snow! I promise these pants are not itchy. Please just put them on! No, that doesn’t match. Oh, you want to wear it anyway? Fine. I hope your teacher doesn’t think you are neglected.
Speaking of, how about the whole brushing the hair in the morning? Again, something we do daily, and yet, it’s like the worst thing in the world to Reagan. Every single stroke through her hair is “OUCH.” Girl, if you only knew the way my mama used to brush mine! A few more weeks and you guys will be heading to the sitter in the morning – and I don’t care if you run a brush through your hair or put underwear on your head. I am just ready for it to be here!
Also, I am so over packing lunches! Yes, I know school lunches have been free all year, but I also have the pickiest eater on the planet. So, instead of saving money on food, I get the mundane task of packing the same exact thing over and over almost every single day. Fortunately, she actually will eat healthy things – but I cannot wait to not have to peel a cucumber or cut up strawberries nightly.
You guys, never will I understand why taking a bath or shower is the worst thing in the world. It. Is. Not. A. New. Thing. When will that sink in? Why is it that when I mention it, it’s like I told them that their non-existent pet died. Whew, and if it is hair washing night, it’s a whole other level. That is, of course, until they are in the bath playing and then never want to come out. Because, that is how quickly we like to change our minds around here.
And bedtime. Ugh. It has been even worse with Daylight Savings Time and the days getting longer. Yes, I know it is still light out. Yes, you still do have to go to bed. Yes, it really is bedtime. Now, please go to sleep so you are not a monster in the morning. No, for real, mommy needs just a minute to herself. Please.
Honestly, if I never have to look at another sight word again, that would be too soon. “Thank.” No, the one with the “i” is “think.” “Thank. No, Think. Thank?” You know what, close enough. I mean, why do they have to put those in the same sight word grouping. How confusing for a 5-year-old. Think you for that.
Seriously guys, is it just me? Or is everyone else ready for long summer evenings of playing with friends and not being tied down to the kitchen bar finishing spelling words and reading. Look, I am all about my girls learning – which they have so much this year – I, no, we, are just ready for a break!
Bring on the lax curfew, the you-can-skip-tonight’s bath routine, the alarm clock ringing an hour later, the don’t match don’t care outfits, and the bedhead hairstyle. Look, I am not downplaying the importance of school. I am so thankful for this year and the education that my girls are receiving (and especially the fact that I didn’t have to do it from home this year).
But, let’s be honest, I am not alone in being ready for a little less structure and a lot more freedom. So, let’s knock out these last few weeks quickly and sail swiftly into that summer lifestyle that truly cannot come soon enough.
Sarah (Pitson) Shrader was born and raised in Lima. She is a Lima Central Catholic and Tiffin University graduate. Sarah is a full-time working mama who enjoys writing about her somewhat crazy, always adventurous life as a mother. She lives in Bath Township with her husband, Paul, and their daughters, her writing inspirations, Maylie and Reagan.