The end of the school year is coming up, and I will be so sad to hug Everett’s teacher, Mrs. Lessner, goodbye for the last time—as will Everett. What an amazing woman! Her classroom aide, Miss Ellen, is equally wonderful. She and Everett have developed quite a sweet relationship, and he loves her very much.
What a year! I’m ready to take it easy on the scheduling for a little bit. During the summer everything slows down a little, and I’m really looking forward to it. We can let bedtime be a little later if Monona Bait and Ice Cream is calling to us for a visit. Baths can wait until tomorrow, even though the boys’ feet are full of dirt, and their faces are full of popsicles, and their hair is full of sand.
My boys are the loves of my life, but I’m sure that in three months, I’ll be very ready to get them out of my house and back to school! Roman will be in preschool in September, and boy, is he ready to ditch his mommy and start spreading his wings. I’m thrilled and I’m heartbroken, but I’m perfectly OK with both of those emotions existing at the same time.
But before that, it’s time for summer! Woo-hoo!!!!