I guess photographers don't need to wear clothes!
We're two days into summer! It's been an adjustment to find our new "normal." Gone is the frantic morning dash to school. No more lunch to pack in the evening. No homework to check. The backpacks have been packed up. The lunch boxes stashed away ready to be retrieved in the fall.
My new "normal" consists of a lot of time helping the boys keep occupied (in a constructive fashion). The feedback I'm receiving from the under eight crowd is that there is nothing to do (which makes me puzzled as to why so many toys and games occupy our house). The word "bored" has been thrown out a lot. (In fact, Caleb said he was bored at 7 a.m. on his first day of summer!)
Of course, the boys have learned they should never tell their "wish she had time to be bored" mother that they're "bored." When I hear the "B" word, I can come up with all kinds of time occupiers but most involve the dishwasher, laundry machine, vacuum or a broom. Suddenly things don't seem as boring.
Conversely, I do need to worry when they seem like they're having too much fun. When I don't see or hear from them in a while, warning bells start to ring. Exhibit A: see the above pictures. Yesterday Cooper seemed extremely happy playing in his room. "Great," I thought, "I'll actually get something done." I'm downstairs trying to make a dent in our mound of laundry when I overhear Cooper say, "I love taking pictures." I'm thinking, "How cute! He's taking pictures with his Fisher Price camera." But, it is Cooper! Something tells me to verify the whereabouts of my camera. As expected, my camera is MIA. When I enter Cooper's room, I see him happily snapping photos on my camera. He's the one I want to be bored (but never is!).
We're two days into the summer and I think it will be far from boring, at least for me!