Wait. Where did summer go?

Friday movie night. One of my favorite nights of the week.

Holy cow! I can't believe school is less than a month away! Pardon me while I go try to tame my suddenly freaked out nerves. At the beginning of summer I told myself that I was going to try and keep my kiddos busy so they weren't constantly plopped in front of a TV whilst bored out of their minds or clasping at my ankles whining about needing something to do. My kids don't watch much TV comparatively speaking so it all sounded good to keep the schedule steady and fun. Turns out that I was quite successful and Alex and Abby have been far from bored. This week we are attending Vacation Bible School for the first time with our church and the kids are loving it. Alex more so than Abby, but still. But guess who got suckered into helping out with the 3 and 4 year olds? Yep. Yours truly. I've never actually done this before as I am, what you might call, an antisocial. Speaking to other humans has never been quite my forte. I've gotten better over the past two years about tapping into my social skills (or lack there of) and have been doing fairly well. Turns out that once you say, "Sure I'll help," once to someone at church...BOOM! You're sucked in and stuck right in the middle of the chaos. Don't get me wrong. I don't mind helping out as my kids are there and I should set a good example to them. But, whew! I never realized how much effort it takes to actually be social. And 14-16 three and four year olds for 2 1/2 hours each night is exhausting! Especially when they are all being kept up at least an hour past normal bedtime.

So busy, busy, busy am I these days. I imagine that once the full swing of two kiddos in school commences, I'll be looking back at summer with a sense of longing in my heart. I know I'm going to sound like a sad, over-sympathetic mom here, but I will miss my babies dearly. Not having Alex around all day five days a week will be hard for me to deal with. He's my little buddy and a great helper. And having Abby gone three times a week will make me cry. Of this I am sure. She's my mama's girl and my awesome kitchen helper. I know that when baby comes, I'll be thankful for the alone time in a way, but I'm not gonna lie. I'll be a weepy mama for a bit.

For now, I'd better go take this time to relax and kick back with Mr. TV while I battle my pregnancy heartburn. Tomorrow is a full day of swim parties, library, whipping up a pilot costume (Alex's VBS class), and the last night of Vacation Bible school. Then it's off to Oklahoma for our last Wiggles concert (*sniff*) and the Oklahoma aquarium. And you better believe that I'm treasuring every moment of it.