Denial

I’ve been trying to write this post since Thursday night.  I think that, somehow, my computer is emitting some sort of toxic ray resulting in heavy eyes, scrambled thoughts, and fingers that feel far too heavy to tap dance all over the keyboard.  Thursday night I fell prey to sleep.  Same with Friday.  Saturday offered no extra time and Sunday. . .well, Sunday I found anything else to do. . . anything.  Bake a peach cobbler, color with Chanelle in the front yard, clean our appliances, oh and of course 8 o’clock at night seems like the perfect time to wax the kitchen floor, right?

Now it’s nearly 10 p.m. and I sit in a quiet house and with the lull in activity I am drawn to this place.

It started early last week. . . my denial, that is.  It began with a large envelope that arrived in the mail and the return address clearly displayed the name of Chanelle’s preschool.  Like someone threw a cold glass of water in my face I was jolted by the arrival of this material. . . already??!!  Why are they sending me preschool information this early?  It’s still got to be the beginning of June, right?  A quick calculation and glance toward the calender highlighted my error. . . oh my, it’s nearly August?!

Enter:  Denial

I placed those papers on the kitchen counter and have avoided looking at them ever since.  Don’t they know. . . we’ve got more summer to enjoy?

It’s not that we haven’t done that whole school thing before, it’s just that, I am loving having my kiddos home.  I enjoy the extra time to be less structured and slow down.  Summer break is not just for kids, it’s for Mama’s, too.

There are so many things I love about summer.  Of course the warm temperatures and natural light.  The blooming flowers and the lush greens.  The shedding of layers and the lathering of sunscreen effortlessly lift the spirits.  More than anything, though, it’s the time.  Time to slow down and soak in the everydayness of everyday. 

Truly, it’s the everydayness that is the best part of every day.

From impromptu trips to the park right before bedtime to simply enjoying all that we have right in our own backyard we have had no problem filling our days.

What I have found most enjoyable is that Charlie and Chanelle have enjoyed the everydayness as much as I have. Each evening, Chanelle will put out the invitation. . . Mama, want to go back there?. . . and she points to the field behind our house.  There is nothing special back there but grass, trees, and a few “paths”, but Chanelle’s enthusiasm about the space is undeniable.  Personally, I think she feels what I feel. . . the slowing down, the enjoying the beauty, the togetherness we feel just by being present as the sun settles below the trees.

I’m not ready to say good-bye to lazy evenings, adventurous afternoons, and spur of the moment playdates.  I’m just not ready.

So, for a little while longer those papers will remain on the counter while we enjoy summer for a bit longer.  Irresponsible?  Maybe. . .

. . . but so far, denial is working for me.

Have a Happy Monday, Friends!

  • Jill - July 23, 2012 - 2:37 pm

    I hate the feeling of summer coming to a screeching halt.

    I can't believe preschool starts in about 6 ish weeks. When I signed my son up for preschool it seemed so far away and now it is a reality. My first payment is due in 3 weeks!!!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Katie - July 23, 2012 - 4:02 pm

    My stomach fell when I saw the back-to-school displays up in the stores before July 4th. Why does it seem as if the school year takes forever, and summer is over in just a blink of an eye? I think my favorite thing about summer is the same as you: everything slows down and we can all just breathe and really talk to each other. Hope you have a wonderful lazy summer still ahead of you!ReplyCancel

  • Anonymous - July 23, 2012 - 5:21 pm

    I totally agree!!! Very well said! I think my daughter and yours are going to the same preschool because I received my packet the other day……and yes…..I too have thrown it on a stack……to be looked at later. =)
    Enjoy the rest of this lovely summer!
    KarinaReplyCancel

  • Summer - July 24, 2012 - 12:56 am

    Karina. . . thank you for helping me to not feel like the irresponsible mother. We'll get to it when the time is right, eh?

    Today is just not that day. 🙂ReplyCancel

  • Lissa Forbes - July 25, 2012 - 12:00 am

    Oh Summer, I'm in denial about lots of things, but I'm not sure summer coming to a close is one of them. In fact, I'm kind of pushing it along since it's hotter than Hades in my un-AC'd house!! lol

    I do understand wanting to spend every precious moment with those little ones. Just wait until you're sending of sweet Meadow to school. It will really hit you then. ;-> until then, enjoy it all.ReplyCancel

  • Wrestling Kitties - August 10, 2012 - 2:20 pm

    WOW, that was some day! I didn't realize you traveled that much!

    That was SO nice of you to pack up your family and drive all that way to hang out with us for a bit. I am so glad you did, though I felt bad we didn't get to talk more. You get in those situations and you are "meeting" new people and you have your kids and it is hard to sit down and really talk. After I left I thought, geesh, I wish I would have talked to Summer more and hung out with her family! Jenn, why didn't you?!

    Perhaps, next time!!

    And I am with you. I am such an introverted person. The great thing about the blog is that it has allowed me to be more outgoing and put myself out there. I never use to be like that. I have had the blog for 6 years, and notice a difference. I would have NEVER done this back then, go and meet up with "strangers" I met online 🙂 And while I was ubber nervous going and definitely uncomfortable at times…I too was glad I did it because it is good to meet wonderful new people!

    And those pictures are fantastic! Wonderful job!

    And it looks like you and your family had a wonderful time with your dad 🙂

    Thanks again for coming up and it was SO nice to meet you and your beautiful family!!ReplyCancel

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