Picture in your minds eye with me …
A dad skipping through the aisle of back to school supplies as two kids trudge behind looking forlorn. In the background, the store is playing the Christmas song: “It’s the most wonderful time of the year …”
Thank you, Staples, for creating my all time favorite commercial. It perfectly depicts the relationship we parents have with that capricious season of Summer. Only months before, Summer was coveted for its freedom from the rigors of school and the confinement of schedules. We longed for days by the pool, no alarm clocks, and endless moments of family bonding. Yet, without warning, Summer turned her razor sharp claws into our minds as these “endless moments of family bonding” became a breeding ground for sibling contempt. The he said/she said battles began and tears were actually shed over who unjustly received the most chocolate syrup on their scoop of ice cream. Pure madness settles in as parents lose the mental battle Summer brings, until we glimpse a light at the end of a long, dark tunnel: School. In a twist of fate, what drove us to the brink is now lulling us back into submission. The schedule, the homework, those daily lunches of peanut butter and jelly beckon to us like a long, lost friend. In our stupor, we blindly follow her siren song through back to school shopping and meet the teacher events. Twelve glue sticks for one kid??? Done. Three meet the teacher events in one evening??? Let’s do this. Bring it on, School, for we simply cannot live through those dreaded words, “I’m bored,” one more time. You win.
Now, on a personal note, I might have exaggerated a teeny, little bit in the above paragraph. Yes, there is an element of readiness to get back into the schedule of life. (I’m a Type A personality, so schedules are my friend.) However, I do love summer. It’s not quite the beast I described … most of the time. My oldest daughter will be a sophomore in High School this yea, so it is not lost on me that time is slipping away, and these carefree summer days will not last forever. But truth be told, when the sibling issues get a little carried away, it absolutely feels as though my old friend, Summer, has turned on me! Not cool, Summer. Not cool.
Hoping everyones’ kids had or have a great start to the new school year!