The Calm Before the Storm

Friday is the last day of school for my kids. Yay! No, I really do like summer break for at least the first 2-3 weeks, 4 tops. It's at that point that we all start getting sick of seeing each other all.day.long. I'm trying to gear up for it by enjoying the quiet while I can, getting in some shopping and errands that need to be done, cleaning a few things so they can be messed up once everyone is home and then cleaned up by them (yeah, I'll show them) and preparing myself mentally by praying constantly that I can be patient. Ha! We'll see how that one goes.

I've enrolled Avery in a summer program at her dance school called "Princess Dance Camp". They're going to learn poise, etiquette, grace and anything else that seems princessy and applies. She's beyond excited about it. In fact, when the owner of the school came in to class to talk to the parents about it, Avery said, "Oh! This is the best thing in the whole world!" They're going to have a snack each day and are also going to make a craft like a crown, wand, etc. Yep, sounds like Avery's idea of heaven.

I'm going to enroll everyone in swimming lessons. Tyler & Cameron have each done it for the past 6 years. Consequently, they're pretty good swimmers by now and don't really need the lessons, but they're my saving grace. I'll do anything to break up monotony and save my sanity. This will be the first year Peyton will be able to take them. So, that's something that will make them even more fun and exciting.

I have to go to Girls Camp at the end of June. This is something I'm really not super excited about. It will be fun to spend time with the girls of the ward, but that's not the part I'm worried about. Camping really isn't my idea of a good time. Like, really not. I just don't get the appeal of packing up your whole house so you can go out into the wilderness and then sit and stare at a fire. Then, when you come home, everything stinks like a fire and you have to spend days washing all the stuff you took. It just seems like the exact opposite of relaxing to me. ☺ In fact, when I was extended the calling of 1st counselor in the presidency, my first thought and statement was, "Crap! This means I'll have to go to camp". I turned to my husband and asked him if he wanted to have a baby so I could get out of going. He wasn't willing to go along. Guess I'll be going.

That takes care of the first 4 weeks that I can handle. I don't know what I'll do the rest of the time. I need to start thinking of diversionary tactics now. I need to be prepared!