The End of Summer

Well, it’s not quite the end of summer – we still have a couple of weeks to go.  But the girls start school tomorrow.  And tonight is just like any other night, with the girls baiting fighting and hitting each other.

Chloe is attempting to watch as much junk TV as she possibly can before school rules go back into effect:  no more than one hour of TV a day.  And we have admittedly failed her in this respect, because we’ve allowed her to watch the junk TV all summer.  It’s so bad that she’s discovered shows I didn’t even know existed.

Sophie is playing video games on Papa’s iTouch.  Something about a mouse and cheese.  I don’t get it.  I tried to help her advance a level the other day, but I had no idea what I was doing.  According to Sophie, there’s some kind of magic involved.

We had an amazing, unforgettable summer.  But it’s time for them to go back to the classroom.   The girls are in need of structure – there are only so many pajama days that one can tolerate.

Sophie:  “I’m so happy!  I’m on the same bus again this year!  I love my bus!  I get to see my favorite bus driver!  And plus I might get to see my old buddies!”

I am still amazed by how easy it is to make an almost-six-year-old happy.


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