I am so excited about having the summer to spend with the boys!
We went to the library today and checked out dozens of books from
the CPS summer reading list. The library gave us a chart to record
everything, and they promised special rewards once the kids hit
certain targets. How imaginative! I can't wait to go back next
The boys began summer camp today, and I happily unveiled the
awesome new beach towels for pool days. I am looking forward to the
cool crafts they will be bringing home-little gifts to be loved and
treasured forever. I love summer!
We had a fantastic picnic at the park today and played some
tennis. If it wasn't for the flat tire Joey got on his bike, things
would have been perfect.
I am not sure exactly how all three boys can forget their beach
towels at camp, but when I visited the Lost & Found, the only
towels left were relics from the Reagan administration.
I suppose I should just rejoice in the trip down memory lane,
Tie-dye shirts exist only because the hippies who invented them
lived at home and didn't care about staining their parents'
carpeting. My minivan is a drippy mess.
This wasn't the kind of craft I was hoping for when I signed up
at the Chicago Park District. All I ever wanted was my own macaroni
necklace and Popsicle stick jewelry box.
That is it. I am not sending these children to camp with another
freaking towel. They can drip-dry like I did.
I just received a library notice that the books we checked out
last month are grossly overdue and I owe serious cash. Too bad our
disposable income went towards towels and minivan detailing.
Joe is home from work this week and insisted we go to the beach.
As I packed up the car, my husband grumbled about the disappearing
towels. I handed him the He-Man one I stole from the park district.
Next up? I packed my flask.
The washing machine and dryer are officially dead courtesy of
the sand and rocks brought home in the boys' pockets from the
beach. The library sent their fifth overdue notice. Joe also left
his He-Man towel at the dunes. RumChata was on sale this week, so I
Camp is over. We lost the CPS summer reading list. Laundromats
are scary and I'm completely out of quarters.
Are you there, God? It's me, Marianne.
I think the library is having me followed.
Tell me about the rabbits, George.
Summer break is almost over. I know this because I have received
55 robocalls from CPS, assorted Chicago sports heroes, and even the
mayor advising me of this fact. It makes me wonder how much
confidence the world has in my ability to actually handle things.
No matter. I'm off to make microwave popcorn for dinner and try to
locate that all-important summer reading list one last time.
Because I'm just that awesome.
Marianne is mother of three sons and the wife of a southside Irish fireman. She has learned that sometimes you're just too dumb to know what makes you happy. She blogs regularly at We Band of Mothers (webandofmothers.com) and curses with even greater frequency. Her material is written for the imperfect, the imprudent, and the impatient mothers who know that all this stuff is really very funny if you just give it a minute.
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