The summer is moving at an ever increasing clip. We haven’t been able to do the travel we intended because of the Mister’s new job, but we’ll do something before school starts again. In the meantime, we’ve been doing things I know the boys love, like visiting March Airfield Museum. We’ve gone to parties and stayed up late. We’ve signed up for our library’s reading program. Mikey checks out the same thing every week. Four books on military history and one book on dragons. “For a little variety, mom.”
Last night we had the second year anniversary party for the children’s choir. There is a talent/show-and-tell portion for the kids and Mikey played Jingle Bells on his clarinet (he taught himself that earlier in the week). There were a few times when it sounded like clown car landed in the middle of the living room, but he kept plugging along. At his age I would have stopped mid-note, walked out the door and hoofed it home. By the time my parents caught up with me, I would have already changed my name and hopped on a bus to a small town in the Midwest, sans clarinet.
Other than that, I can’t really tell you where the days go or what I do. All I can tell you is that everything is going so very fast.