At the end of every education class I've taken, there's almost always some sort of reflection paper due. Usually it's a reflection about how the particular class has made me a better teacher, but today as I make my last batch of summer chocolate chip cookies with my son, I find myself reflecting about my summer. Thinking about all of the things I didn't do that I thought I would, the fun things I did and the accomplishments I achieved. A little lame, I know, but here goes.
I start with the things I didn't do...I didn't get my house as clean and organized as I wanted or clean out the closets--including the scary pantry. I didn't get up early and workout every morning or lose those last 8 pounds leftover having my daughter. I never caught up with that ever growing pile of dirty laundry or got all of the clean clothes put away. I also didn't go into school and get my classroom library organized, the way I say I'm going to every summer. And I didn't write in my journal every day like I had planned.
Despite all of the things I didn't do I can confidently say that this was one of the best summer vacations that I've had in years. I got to spend five wonderful days at a resort in Mexico with my husband to celebrate our 8th wedding anniversary. We also had a great family vacation in Gatlinburg, Tennessee with my parents and grandma. I started writing, something I've wanted to do for years, with my blog. I got my mile back under ten minutes and celebrated my sons 4th birthday with a pirate party. Ahoy!
But probably the most value in my summer was all the time I got to spend with my kids--we walked to the library and to get ice cream, we played at the park and the playground, we baked cookies and muffins, blew bubbles and drew with chalk. Everyone says how fast kids grow and it's so true. I see it at school with my students as they go from kindergarten to fifth grade, but even more so with my own kids. It seems like my son went from newborn to four in the blink of an eye. And last summer was a blur of feeding and changing diapers and catching up on sleep when I could.
So as I spend my last three days of summer with my kiddies, I'll try to have a little more patience, grab a few extra hugs and kisses, and relax a few extra minutes. After Monday as other parents trust me with their precious cargo, I'll be teaching a new set of kindergarteners how to read and write and count. But I'll also be looking forward to those special moments with my own kids on holidays and snow days and of course there's always next year's summer vacation.