Today was Dallin's first day out of school for the summer. I must say I have mixed emotions about it. I have to resign to the fact that my small afternoon snooze must go for now and any extra time for myself to read, scrapbook, brush my teeth will also be very hard to come by. He's just one little boy, but he sure makes a big impact. On the other hand, I'm excited to have my whole brood with me all day too. I plan on jam packing our summer full of fun days out exploring kid-friendly things in the city, as well as spending many hours in our backyard pool. Sleeping in is never an option, and with time for myself dwindling, I spend way too many hours up late. (Do I feel a sore throat coming on?) I'm happy to say his first day home went remarkably well. I started a little summer morning routine for him with an actual list for him to follow. I always hated those from my mom, but this kid loves that kind of stuff. He asked me if I would make him another one for tomorrow morning,then... are you ready for this? He actually thanked me for being his mom. Yeah, I know. I thought I was dreaming too. I absolutely love the age that Dallin is right now. He is so eager to learn anything and asks a million questions. Yet, he is still enough of a little boy that he doesn't know that it isn't cool to kiss your mom. I know the day will come very shortly when he won't climb up in my lap anymore, and I'm dreading it. You know, it really is true. You think they are going to stay small forever, but really, from the moment that umbilical cord is cut, they move further and further into their own separate lives. Truth be told, I will always have days alone in my future, but only now can I enjoy every day with them.
