I woke up this morning and realized (again) that today is the first day of summer vacation. How does this happen every year? I know it's coming, but every time, I get smacked in the face with it, like I had absolutely no clue the school year would be ending.
And now comes the real test: can I do it? Can my kids and I coexist for another summer peacefully? Can they amuse themselves most of the time so that I can get something done aside from cook and laundry duty? The answer remains to be seen. Wish me luck, as I have a whole list of items I'd like to accomplish before the start of school rolls around in August.