It's Friday Already? Wow!

This morning when we were considering our options for the day, one of my daughters said, "It's Friday already?  Wow!"  Proof that time certainly does fly when you're having fun.  We're so busy enjoying our old-fashioned summer vacation there's little time for anything else, even writing. 

During the school year, going weeks without sitting down to write would feel like torture to me.  Not so during the sweet summer months.  Sharing long, lazy days with my four children allows me to live life from a delightfully creative state of mind.  It's one of the great gifts of motherhood. 

I hope you'll check in often but don't be surprised to find that posts are fewer and farther between.  We're busy chasing the butterflies that flutter around our front yard by day and the fireflies that join us at night, collecting lake glass - smooth and beautiful - that washes onto the shore of Lake Michigan just across the street, hiding under the canopy of the red bud tree in the front yard, searching for four leaf clovers, counting stars, making mud pies, skinning our knees, racing around on our bikes, splashing in puddles, taking long walks, finding frogs, getting the giggles and solving the mystery of the cat that might be, but most likely is not, (shh- don't tell) hiding in our garage.

Having children reminds me of  the days of summers past, when time marched at a different pace and the days flowed together in a way that was long and lazy and full of adventure.  I know how fleeting those carefree summers of childhood are and I won't miss this chance to enjoy every minute of the do-over motherhood offers. That said, I probably won't have a lot of time to write these days, and, if you're lucky, you won't have as much time to read. 

June is already a memory.  Here's to July and summer's awesome, annual invitation to go outside and play.