don't steal our summer mojo

As school ended on Friday, I said good-bye to 27 4th graders with a mix of feelings stirring within me. The summer fever had hit my students hard about a week prior to school ending and each day was a bit painful. However, giving them their final hugs and well-wishes for a fun summer and fabulous year in 5th grade made me sad. Good-byes are never easy.

Instead of a night of deep sleep, I was up with Jack all night long. I repeat, ALL NIGHT LONG. He was crying and restless due to a sore throat and cough. I finally gave up at 3:30 a.m. and brought him downstairs to play so I could at least rest on the couch. The good news: I fell asleep. The bad news: I have no idea how long he played! That's okay though; mama getting sleep equals world peace in our casa.

Despite a summer cold trying to steal the kick off to our summer, we rocked Saturday.

We like to pride ourselves on our ability to make the best of less than ideal situations.

So we found the good and used it it up like there was no tomorrow.

No summer cold is going to steal our summer mojo. Summer is speaking its language here through words of wet swim trunks drying in the sun, cold ice-tea, big pools and little pools, the beach, and lazy mornings.

 (Yes, Mr. Street Safety Man, we plan to take it slow. Very slow.) 

 What says summer in your neck of the woods?

Enjoy your week!

Much love,
Katie