Summer is Coming

I love summer. More specifically I love the idea of summer.  In my mind, summer is sun drenched days by the water, afternoons in the hammock and long feasts of summer fruits that drift into evenings by the fire.  In my life, summer is chaotic mornings filled with guilt because it’s 11:30 and we’re still not outside. Followed by unimaginative lunches and sweaty naps. Eventually, leading to “yes, whatever, you can watch some TV.”  Finally, ending with very late bed times and cranky parents and kids.  In reality, I don’t even have a hammock or a fire pit, can you imagine policing my crew with those two hazards on site?

What’s a summer idealist to do? I cannot give in, if I accept defeat and admit that summer may not be our best season then I will have nothing to push me through Minnesota’s seemingly, unending winter.  No, I must take back summer!!!  I spent quite a lot of time contemplating this in February, March, April, and most of May when it was still freezing outside and developed a plan of attack.  I shared it with Twin Cities Moms Blog, please check it out if you want to know how I’m going to win summer or if you love me and want to make me feel good.

Summer is Coming: This Mom’s Guide to Survival

As always, I’ve held back a little for you, my few but faithful readers:

8. Summer cuts. Something about buzzing off most of their hair symbolizes a fresh start.  Also, it makes it a lot easier to check for ticks.

9. Fire Pit.  I am indeed hoping to add a fire pit to our outdoor decor.  Now that I have a plan life is \going to be too easy, so I thought I’d add a touch of mortal danger to our evenings.

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A Bug’s Life

Well, I’m no entomologist, but there are a lot of things around here that bug me.  Fortunately, our beautiful summer weather and exploring MN with our boys isn’t one of them.  This week we swarmed the Minnesota Zoo to see their Big Bugs.  They were BIG and super cool.  There were even a few real bugs in case the big ones didn’t give us enough of the heebeegeebees.  Since I’m the Queen Bee, I also choose the Bird Show and got picked to help with the show.  Our little nymphs needed to cool down so we rounded out the day on the splash pad.  It was more of a crash pad for Fletch but it didn’t clip his wings for long.

The boys were still buzzing about bugs the next day so we went for a bug hunt.  I’d like to send out a blanket apology to all the bug families out there.  The boys have yet to fully grasp the idea of letting the bugs bee.

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