Daily Truth: “To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven:” Ecclesiastes 3:1
Well, It’s that time and season of year again. Another season of my little family’s life is approaching.
Yes, it’s that time again – school starts tomorrow.
Unlike the Staple’s commercial, in which the father is merrily wheeling the shopping cart up and down the aisle while throwing school supplies into his cart and the song “It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year” plays in the background – I don’t view this time of the year as “the most wonderful time of the year”. In fact, I am more like the kids following their dad around – head hung low.
Now don’t get me wrong. I love the school we send our kids too. Their teachers are fantastic. I know that they are being taught well both academically and spiritually.
It’s just that I love everything about summer!
I love the carefree of the summer days. I love the lack of a time schedule. But most of all I love spending all that time with my kids.
Once again I must make a confession. There were a few moments when I wondered if I would be able to make it through the summer. After all, one can only take so much fighting especially in the car. But overall, I love spending time with my kids.
Honestly, this has been a very full last week of summer. How much can one cram into 7 days.
– Two visits to the state fair
– A trip to the pool
– A trip to a local museum park
– A trip to a favorite local restaurant
– A trip to another favorite local dine
– Trip to the Lego store
– Camp out at the house
– And then finish up with a 6th grade backyard back to school bash
And the list goes on.
So, here we are again. That time of year. Like I said, it’s another season in our lives.
My oldest is finishing up elementary school. Thus the time for starting things like sports practices has come. Now, mom will be attending as many games as possible with the siblings in tote wearing the school colors.
Now the time for all three of the siblings to be in school has come. My two middle ones will be sharing teachers and classroom. (Praying for those teachers!) The youngest starts his school time in preschool – part time. I’m not quite ready to let him go full time yet.
So, four back packs are ready to go. Two lunches packed. Three uniforms and one first day of school outfit pressed and ready to go.
Tomorrow, I will be one of those mom’s shedding tears as I see my kids off to school and realize that we are entering another passage of time.
Then I will join some other moms for breakfast, talk, laugh, and count my precious 3 1/2 hours until I have to get my two youngest from school.
I wonder how much I can get done in that short amount of time?
Until next Monday,