“There’s nothing to do!” “Mom! Tell him to stop it!” “I’m bored!”
Who ever invented summer holidays from school anyway?! I know many a mom who by the end of summer, are looking forward to their holiday when the kids get back in school! But there is something to be said for summer holidays as a child – those carefree days of sleeping in, playing till you are tired of playing and no set schedule.
My family lives in a large city in the upper level of a two story house with a miniature back yard. On occasion when my kids decide to play back there, they come back in looking like the three little pigs. Do they ROLL in the dirt back there when I am not looking??
This summer we are blessed beyond measure with the chance to spend a couple of weeks at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. My husband has some ministry traveling to do in this area and dropped us off here. My children think they are in Paradise! There is a large fenced in yard with trees to climb and hundreds of bugs, spiders and lizards to hunt down and keep inside bottles and jars as pets. The only time I have heard the phrase “There’s nothing to do!” was when it started raining. But soon there were three camping mattress and blanket houses built in the living room and the playing continued.
These precious days pass so quickly. Before I know it my young children will be grown up and busy with their friends, summer jobs and eventually living far away. As I sit here and listen to the running, laughing and chattering outside, I am reminded to cherish the treasure of my young children – especially on summer holidays!
We have the opposite problem where with homeschooling, if I don't watch it, summer can be the same as the rest of the year where I go into my teacher mode and they go into their students mode. I have to remind myself that summer is time for PLAY.
We have been double blessed as our backyard was never sodded, although the builder promised he would put "nice" grass on it. The neighbors have been getting on to us about our back yard for a year now. However, a year later, the builder needed to fix the manmade creek behind our house so he said that if he could let a couple of dump trucks go through our yard for the next few days, he'd sod our yard since he has to sod the new construction's yard next to ours anyway. In God's time, we were blessed.
The second blessing is that the children now have a backyard that is all dirt in which they roll, ride, and skate on into the hill that leads to the edge of the creek!!!!
Ahhhh the memories! I grew up in a smaller town when times were slower and a kid could be a kid. Sometimes I wish I lived in a small town because my kids aren't getting the summer experiences I had as a kid. Thanks for reminding me of days gone by! :) -Patrick