A little more than a month from now, the kids will be going back to school and - with Mini-me starting kindergarten (don't even get me started!) - we'll need to be thinking about getting them back to a more "normal" bedtime (read: in bed before eleven p.m.) and consider some sort of schedule thatÂ includes time blocked off for...you know...sitting and eating...hopefully, both...at the same time.
But, not today.
ThisÂ morning - or, at least...I think it's morning - I've just finished cleaning up breakfast (yes, I know it's 11:00 a.m...I think) and I'm drinking copious amounts of coffee in anÂ attempt to stay awake, which typically isn't a problem with four children running around and demanding most (if not all) of my attention.
But, not today.
I'm down by two - Thing One is off vacationing with her bff and Little Man is staying with my brother and my SIL for a few days - and you'd think that Thing Two and Mini-Me are savoringÂ their chancesÂ for second helpings andÂ enjoying the opportunity of having a bit more elbow room...than usual.
But, not today.
At exactly 3:10 a.m. -Â while I was contemplatingÂ my chancesÂ of ever getting to sleep - they woke up!
"What's the matter?"
Â "I'm done sleeping."
I guided Thing Two to the kitchen, gave her a drink of water and nearly peed my pants when I turned to find Mini-Me standing right behind me...and totally naked.
"So, what's the matter with you?"
[filling glass with water]
"Okay, but...um...it's very early in the morning, yet...and...uh...why are you naked?"
[looks down and eyes go wide]
"Ho-wee-cwap...is it mornin' AW-WEDDY!?!"
And so it goes.
"It's just...you know...too quiet."
They missed Thing One's snoring and tripping over Little Man's sleeping bag on the way to the potty.Â They missed his giggling in the middle ofÂ his sleep, their big sister's shushing andÂ everyone ending up in her bed for the rest of the night.
But, not today.Â
I didn't bother waking my husband on the couch, took the girls upstairs with me, dressed Mini-Me in one of my t-shirts and tucked both girls in...with me.Â And - while I waited for the girls to settle down and for the dog to join us - I thought to myself, perhaps I shouldn't worry too much about our family living in such tight quarters...or,Â whether or not they have enough room...or,Â getting enough private time...away from us.
[takes another sip of coffee]
I'm taking it slow, today, and allowing myself toÂ enjoy each moment as it comes...and for what it is...because, that's what summer's for...SILLY!
Like -- Thing Two, Kate's honey and Little Man -- taking a beachy stroll on a clear and crispy hot day.
Like, being told by your big sister, "You can go ahead and bury me in the sand, if you'd like!"
Like being buried in the sand andÂ finding out that youÂ have aÂ whole lot in common with your newÂ friend, Breadcrumb.
Spending the day feeling warm, crunchy and welcome by new friends, who serve theÂ "freshest" Jersey tomatoes -Â even though weÂ pretty much cleaned them out ofÂ foodÂ and toilet paper - and waking upÂ to another sun-shiney day,Â being surrounded by warm little limp bodies (but, missing a few) and feelingÂ bone-tired, yet...slightly toasty, inside!
That's how we likeÂ to spend our summer vacation -Â but, not today -Â because, I've got the laundry to prove it!