During the summer, while Bryce is very busy at work, I normally take the kids down south to see family and the big city. It kills time, is fun (and exhausting), and we get to see a lot of people that we miss dearly. But airplane tickets from Alaska (especially with three kids) are not cheap, summer here is so lovely, and Porter had a lot of camps and sports planned, so this year I decided to just stay home. I thought it would make our summer long and glorious and never ending. And it sort of did. We've spent a lot of time outside in the sun.
But suddenly I realized that school starts again in about a month. We are horribly behind on Porter's summer homework. We haven't been to the library once (I really had a grand plan to go once a week to get new books). We haven't been to the pool with the water slide, or gone berry picking, or on all those hikes I thought about. I feel like we've been busy, and I do have some pictures of us at the beach, but honestly I can't really figure out what we've been doing this whole time. I haven't even called my sister, and she moved to a new state weeks ago (I'm really sorry Caitlin).
So with one month left, hopefully I will get it together. I can feel the allure of the school schedule calling me, but I'd love to enjoy this last bit of sunshine with all my kiddos at home. Library visits are optional.