We are almost half-way through summer. Do you realize that? Holy cow… summer used to be the days of laziness, the slow, hot days where you wandered about with not much to do other than beat your best score on Ms Pacman or play the newest Atari game. Or racing through the latest Trixie Belden book, stealing your cousin’s newest Sweet Valley High book (sorry Jo) and living in a bathing suit. 

Anyone remember those days?

I definitely miss those days. I hope that my kids’ summers are just as relaxing, that they are able to have time to be bored and come up with something to do on their own. I feel quite guilty as a working mom. My daughter is in day care, spending her summers in the same schedule as any other season. My son is thrust into a bunch of different day camps. “Sports of all sorts” one week, “soccer camp” the next, “science camp” to come.

Back Then When We Were Kids, our moms didn’t work outside the home. They could let us sleep in (they could sleep in!) and they had time to dry our bathing suits in the sun before we put them on again; they could make lunch fresh instead eating out of ziploc bags. We could spend a week with our cousins … even a month. 

I’d love to live in those days. Only this time as a mom.

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