It's the end of the school year around here - Fisher's last day is tomorrow, and Alla has her last day next week. I feel it just as keenly as they do, school careening to a close, a definite celebratory halt, and can see the gentle roll of summer pick up slowly thereafter. I can hardly believe that tomorrow I'll be snapping away at my little boy's last day of his first year of preschool, or that next week my daughter can say she's already finished two years of the long educational journey.
Tonight, though, I am thinking of summer. Of ways to learn, games to
play, new ideas to explore, books to read, art to make. Summer is time
for all the stored-up things, all the rainy-day ideas, all the grandiose
ideas we don't have time for those other months. I can't wait, I am so
lucky, to share the summer with my little loves.
Tonight, though, I am thinking of summer. Of ways to learn, games to play, new ideas to explore, books to read, art to make. Summer is time for all the stored-up things, all the rainy-day ideas, all the grandiose ideas we don't have time for those other months. I can't wait, I am so lucky, to share the summer with my little loves.
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