"Change, when it comes, cracks everything open."
Dorothy Allen

Monday, September 5, 2011

Last day

Today is the last day of summer vacation.

I always dreaded this day as a kid.  The end of sleeping in, staying up late, warm lazy days and long summer nights. Next comes school.  Sure, there was good in that- seeing my friends, weekend parties, passing notes and skipping school.  I did like some of my classes and my teachers, like Law with Mr. Lang and English with Mrs. Cook.  But I better liked playing euchre and asshole in the cafeteria, having lunch at Christa's, hanging out in the back field.  I liked the weather in September, the cooler winds, getting to wear sweatshirts and jeans again, after a summer of bathing suits and shorts.

I can see the dread in Sebastian.  He has been counting down this last weekend, but not in a good way.  He has told me, multiple times, that he doesn't want to go to school.  He enjoys Brick by Brick, and wants to keep going, but really doesn't want to go to school.  He isn't a fan of his teacher (I will keep my mouth buttoned about that) and he doesn't want to get on the bus and go.  I can't say I blame him.  I am going to miss him too.

This last weekend of summer has been funny.  Saturday, Geoff was gone most of the day (he got his tattoo in honour of Kit.  It looks amazing) and the kids and I were stuck at home.  I worked a couple of hours of OT and cleaned the house (albeit grudgingly).  Sunday, we went to Marshville with my dad.  It poured rain over night and was very overcast in the morning, with some sprinkles.  We headed out anyway, and it turned out to be a hot, nice day.  We ate good food, and walked around and Geoff took some great pictures.   My mom had just had surgery on her knee, so she couldn't make it, but my dad brought her home kettle corn.  What a gentleman! :)

Today was a rainy day.  So, I worked a little, and caught up on True Blood.  I let the kids have a day doing what they wanted, which meant Sebastian played on the computer and Sawyer watched cartoons. 

So, tonight, it will be baths, and bedtime.  We will be laying out school clothes and packing lunches.  Tomorrow, we will take the traditional picture on the front porch of the first day back.  When Sebastian comes home, we will have a little party and have a fun dinner.  And we will be back to school.  For another year. 

Can't say I am looking forward to it.

Rosie N. Grey
The N stands for "new school year."

1 comment:

  1. Poor Bastian....is there not an option of transferring him to another school? Like Martha Cullimore with Roan? Perhaps if he finds a teacher he jives with, he'll enjoy it more?

    Tell Geoff to send me a picture of the new tattoo if he doesn't want to post it. I would love to see it. So happy for him.