Monthly Archives: June 2015
I was driving past a mom and her kids today and it brought back so many memories of summer both when I was young and when my kids were young.
Until I was eight, I grew up in Kelowna, BC, a town in the interior that to me still epitomizes summer. Probably because I was at that really young age where summer was freedom. We ran barefoot throughout the neighbourhood, always with lots of friends to play with. My mom would package the three of us kids and take us to the beach, and I still have strong memories of standing on the edge of the sand and counting to 10 before running across the hot sand and straight into the water.
There were ice cream trucks, hot pavement, sprinklers and backyard pools. There were swimming lessons in the lake and sand castles on the beach. I would hang from the monkey bars for hours and ride my little red bike around my neighbourhood.
I loved summer!
When we get older and have our own kids, summer is also amazing, but you also realize how much more work it is having your kids around 24/7. For our family, I still worked through the summers. Thankfully I worked from home with flexibility and my husband had a much easier schedule in the summer too. So we could balance the kids reasonably well.
When we were in the middle of all this, with small school aged children, it seemed like such work. By September you were definitely ready for routine and time without the frequent “I’m hungry” shouts from everywhere in the house. It was exhausting.
But now my boys both work during the summer. I would actually give anything to be back to those days of summer when summer truly was a holiday. Because even when you work during the summer as a parent, there is a different pace that makes it seem much more survivable.
And I bet if the ice cream truck came by today, they would still run out to get a treat. Some things are simply summer.Share this post!
Tatiana de Rosnay rose to fame with her book Sarah’s Key, perhaps one of the saddest books I have ever read. In The House I Loved, Emperor Napoleon III tearing down full neighbourhoods to pull together a large renovation to get rid of the old fashioned look of Paris in the 1860s and make it a modern city. but Rose Bazelet refuses to leave and while her neighbours leave, Rose plants herself in her basement to prove a point. While there she starts writing letters to her late husband. Very sweet. Published 2012.
Nothing is more important to you than family. You’d do anything for them and people see an entirely different side of you if they’re hurt, sick or threatened. You’re also incredibly creative, sensitive, warm and a liiiiiiiittle bit of a pushover. Consider yourself a film buff? We thought so, too…