Hope everyone is enjoying their summer and keeping cool! We’re about to get hit with more triple digit temps this weekend, but we’re going to escape to Lake Tahoe for our summer break just in time. It will be the second year in a row that we’ll celebrate Hudson’s birthday at the cabin (he’s turning 10!!!), and the first summer during which the kids will do some day camps up there. I hope they have fun. Aron and I will have some days on our own—I’m trying to think on which activities might be best without them (long hikes? long lunches? long conversations? all of the above?).
Hope your summer is off to a great start! We celebrated Father’s Day and the summer solstice in Ojai last weekend and then moved on to the island of Catalina for some hiking and camping. This is a photo of the trail into the Little Harbor campground. I’d love to share more soon—it was definitely a trip I’d like to stretch out and do again.
The past couple of weeks have been filled with end-of-year celebrations (like popsicles and crazy hair days) and I am ready for the weekend!
The kids are out of school—yesterday was the last day—and we’ve already played some mini-golf and went on a trip to the zoo. This morning, after making pancakes, I threw out a ton of loose school papers and hid the computers. In other words, bring it on, summer.
The celebrating really all began last week: we drove down to Southern California for a one-day trip to Disneyland (which was awesome), and then returned to little league playoffs. I know I bemoaned them as unnecessary, but it has been very exciting. (And I love hanging out with the other parents in the stands.) Hudson’s team won all three games and is in the final two for the coming weekend. Now, next week, the summer camps begin.
Because in all honesty, as romantic as lazy, unscheduled summer days sound, I’m excited for some full-day routines. I think, after 16 or so months, we’re all ready to have lunch apart. I’m sure I’ll feel some guilt about not pushing them to find creativity in boredom or something like that, but I’m going to try to ignore that feeling and revel in knowing they’re playing with other kids and I’m free to make plans in more than two-hour bursts.
In fact, I’d love to write more, now, but I’ll try again after camp begins…
