I used to judge parents who looked forward to school starting. "What's the matter with them?" I would think. "Why don't they want to be with their own kids?"
Oh my God, people I judged, I am so sorry.
I love my kids. The idea of them being away from me breaks my heart. But it was with great joy that I sent Mary Grace to school this morning, and I will send Claire back next week with even more joy.
We need structure. I never thought I was the kind of person who needed structure, but I do. These endless pajama days of doing nothing and watching TV and playing with toys were fun, at first, but one can only do that so long before, seriously, everyone needs to go back to school and work or we're gonna strangle each other.
What's it like in your house? Do you dread the back to school day or celebrate it? And does anyone have any suggestions for how I'm going to stay sane this summer?