Happy Monday...
Last week I wrote of the preponderance of sightings of the species, Gluteus Youthicocis, and verily, my observations were borne out by anecdotes of other parental (and like) units relaying their tales of kids growing beyond the realm of family and into the great expanse of possibility.
Music Camp transpired last week for Nella. At the end, my daughter greeted us (well...let me back up...she in fact ran off with her friends after the first two of three concerts we attended and did not greet us at all...we had a small talk about etiquette after that) by asking, "Is it all right that I didn't miss you?" She then proceeded to talk non-stop until she crashed, hard, for a wee bit over 12 straight hours.
Now we come to the gauntlet of summer, for our family. More sports! More camps! Internship! And sure, Chris and I still work our, you know...jobs. The big hurdle, of course, soon appears around the bend in the track...the family. Christine has approximately 8032 family members and every year most, if not all, do what everyone else does who isn't already smart enough to live here...they come visit. All are individually pretty spectacular, but I'm by nature only capable of handling 5 or 6 people, tops, in a crowd before I start to twitch and get the spins. Fortunately my father-in-law's camp is the least overwhelmed of the bunch, featuring a mere 6 adults, 2 mobile children, one toddler, three dogs, and a partridge in a pear tree. (More like crows in pine trees at ungodly morning hours...trying to sleep here!)
This is all to say it's a tiring time of year, but only because it's so full of life. I could go on about it, or I could simply point to this picture of Greta. My parting advice...fear not the nap, for it is a blessing.
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