Meanest Mom on the Block

Kids have been out of school for a week and lest they thought the words "summer" and "vacation" were synonymous, I formulated a plan.  The plan involves chores, practicing, reading and some field trips.  All of it rings with an air of order, discipline, edification, and it has earned me the dubious title,  "Meanest Mom on the Block "

If only my kids knew I am capable of so much more...
We could form a family Bluegrass band * Label all the items in the house and only speak Spanish to each other * Read Anne of Green Gables together under the sun.
 Like a tea party set with stuffed animals and plastic vittles, those are the things I will be doing with my imaginary children.

Last Day of School 

 With my real children, I have taken them to the park, the library, the bakery, and really just let them run like riff-raff through the neighborhood on their bikes, roller-blades, and those rip-stick things that I can't ride for the life of me.  It's summer--just a different kind of crazy--but I love it.