Summer Time

When I think of summer, I become happy. Summer time is the ultimate freedom isn't it? It's loud music in the car. It's barefeet and stubbed toes. It's nursery rhymes from the ice cream truck you can hear coming for what seems like miles. It's warm nights and hot days with sweaty arm pits that no amount of deodorant can correct. It's chlorine laden hair from too many days in a pool. Tan little sun kissed faces and red bathing suit marks where mamma missed the sunblock. It's the smell of sunblock that I love more than anything.

Summer means life and fun and freedom. Flowers that have bloomed earlier in the Spring bring much joy to my heart and I love cultivating and helping them maintain their color and beauty. I actually look forward to watering and feeding them, I lose myself in it and could be outside for a lost two hours of the day just doing that. Getting dirt in my nails and on my knees. I'm not so keen on weeding but it gets done. I really throw myself into weeding a good 2-3 times a spring/summer. It needs it more but that isn't my favorite thing in the world so I let it go until I can't take it anymore. Sometimes having the hose out, watering the flowers turns into washing the car and before I know it, hours have flown past in the hot sun.

I'm looking forward to another summer of fun with the boys. As they grow even older, almost 10 and 4, we can go and do more things, they are more independant and I can relax just a little more. I don't think I'll ever relax fully ever as a parent, I can't let myself. Always feel like the other shoe might drop and I can't let my guard down fully but I see fun times, loose days and tons of freedom ahead this summer. Very much looking forward to it. Summer time, my favorite season is right around the corner. Throw in some beach days and call it done. I'm yearning for it all. I think it brings out the best in me. I'm a summer girl. Absolutely am.