Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Momma's doin' the Happy Dance!

SCHOOLS OUT!! Woohoo! As I write this I've got Alice Cooper's School's Out For Summer song stuck in my brain. Yesterday was the last day and already I am LOVING it. Right now it is after 9:00 a.m. and all 4 of my kids are still in bed asleep – can’t remember the last time that happened. My house is completely quiet (silence is one of my favorite sounds). I don’t have to snatch any slumbering little ones out of bed and strap them in their carseats while I haul kids off to school. I don’t have to remind about homework or reading. No lunches to pack. I won’t care if their clothes completely don’t match - as long as they’re dressed, I’ll be happy. And just to celebrate, I think I’ll even skip combing hair. :) There is absolutely NOTHING on the calendar for today. 'Nothing' sounds so wonderful!


Cherie said...

I love summer, when the kids are off school. Although, I don't think I see them any more than I did when they were in school. It seems like they are out playing with friends for a good portion of the day.

However, I still enjoy having them home and coming in and out all day. And then of course there are the summer vacations to look forward to.

I am glad that you are enjoying your day.

Rachel said...

Wow, your kids are just barely getting out of school? Must be year round or something. I would be doing the happy dance too. Life gets so full that I rarely have a day to stay home. I can't imagine it with four kids. Your daugher is a DOLL by the way.

Kelli said...

You know, silence is one of my favorite sounds too! So glad it's summer! I also like to celebrate by not combing hair!

Aunties said...

you have to love the good old summer time. I remember laying under a large shade tree in our back yard sipping ice cold fresh lemonade, my mum made, while reading nancy drew mysteries, and swimming in the creek down the lane in our levi cut offs.
i like your happy dance:) its nice your wee ones can get the all sleep their wee bodies need to grow. hug them while they are young, soon they will be gone and with wee ones of their own.