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Where I live, tomorrow is the last day of school. The day starts at 8:20am and ends at 11:00am. Because that makes sense. It seems like they've been in school forever, right? But it snowed for three weeks straight last winter and as a result, they cancelled school - for three long weeks. *Shiver* I still get flashbacks. Hence, they are getting out tomorrow.
The end of the school year brings with it some trepidation on my part. We will have 2-1/2 months together and I am both looking forward to it and dreading it. I love the idea of slowing down our schedule and swimming and having fun. And then they start fighting over Super Mario Brothers, and I begin to consider donating a kidney in order to afford sleep away camp.
My concern was elevated after a discussion the kids and I had about report cards. My friend Jane recently told me that her 6 year old strongly encouraged the notion of report cards for mommies. I mentioned the idea to my little terror suspects and they heartily concurred. In fact, they thought it was swell idea.
I can see their point. It's all about accountability. I mean, in a very real way, I work for them. So maybe they should be able to evaluate how I'm doing. I mentioned this idea to Claire. At first I thought she had stopped breathing. Then I heard her exhale and say: "Womanhaveyoulostyourdamnmind?" and I could feel her Maude-facing me over the phone.
But I couldn't stop thinking about a Mommy Report Card. And apparently, neither could my kids because I found this on the kitchen table this morning. I had to sign it. In ink. Because even though it gave me the red ass, it was absolutely accurate.
I figured you mommies would want to see it, so here it is:
It's going to be a long summer.
xo, Lydia
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