(Insert loud Alice Cooper music here.) (I thought it was Queen. I really did. Thanks to Alicia, who decided to de-lurk and correct me so that I don't look like an idiot!)
The Good News: As of 11:30 this morning, my kiddos will be out of school for the summer.
The Bad News: A of 11:30 this morning,k my kiddos will be out of school for the summer.
The Good News: I will no longer be solely responsible for entertaining my 18-month old.
The Bad News: I will now be responsible for entertaining the 8 year old, the 6 year old, and the 18 month old.
The Good News: I don't have to pack lunches first thing in the morning before I've even had breakfast.
The Bad News: I now have to come up with lunches for everyone everyday, and can't cop out anymore by telling them, "Today is a school lunch day."
The Good News: No more waking up early to do the before school routine.
The Bad News: Now I have to wake up early to teach violin lessons. (Who thought that was a good idea?)
The Good News: I am going to be the super organized, efficient, fun mom this summer.
The Bad News: I have no idea how to actually go about doing that...
The Good News: The girls will be home with us all summer.
The Bad News: I no longer have the option of sending them away to school.
The Good News: I now have helpers around the house.
The Bad News: I now have to come up with alternate times to do the errands, because I'd rather scratch out my eyeballs with a plastic fork than take all three of them grocery shopping. ( Learned my lesson about that several times last summer.)
The Good News: Long summer nights, cookouts, camping trips, swimming pools, being outside, farmer's markets, corn on the cob, fresh tomatoes, bike riding, (but not down hills!) and lots of seemingly extra time.
The Bad News: School starts again August 23rd.
Abby is eleven and in fifth grade. She practices like crazy, love performing, and "really, really, really" wants to be in the symphony someday. She loves ice skating, riding horses, and has more energy than both of her parents put together.
Ashlynn is nine years old and in fourth grade. Ever since her arrival in the front seat of our minivan on the side of the freeway, Ashlynn has always done things her own way. She keeps everyone in the family laughing, and is always there for a hug, a smile, or a cuddle. She loves gymanstics, playing the piano, and frequently is found bouncing off of one piece of furniture or another.
The Big Brother
Max is a four year old ball of energy and fun. Obessed with the iPhone, Toy Story, and Phinneas and Ferb, he regularly has us laughing hysterically at his antics. Max was born with metopic craniosynostosis and has had two major skull reconstructions, and has come through with flying colors.
If there's trouble to be found, two year old Ian will be in the center of it. Ian is charming, articulate, funny, and incredibly determined to make the world exactly the way he wants it. He loves his brother, climbing on the counters and waking up at obscenely early hours.