So next week it will officially be July. In fact, next Thursday will be the *official* halfway mark in the year. (Which kind of freaks me out if we're being honest.) But I'm going to go ahead and tell you that it doesn't really feel like summer to me. It just doesn't. And I know it should. Like really - it should. That whole crazy sunlight thing I told you about way back here, well it's here again. The sun is up in the wee hours of the morning. So are the birds. And I can't tell you how many times I've woken up at 4:30 in a complete panic because I thought I slept through my alarm clock. And of course, the sun is still up when I crawl into bed at night too. (So weird)
After 2 1/2 years of this...I still don't know how the Brits ever get used to this. I don't know if I'm coming, or going, or not doing anything. My internal clock is very confused.
But it still doesn't feel like summer. Maybe it's because I only have one kid at home with me instead of three. I'm used to having all of them at home, running around and being crazy. I'm used to noise - lots and lots of noise. Surprisingly though, Hayden is actually quiet (most of the time) when it's just him. He just does his own thing and only comes to me when he needs something. Maybe that's why it doesn't feel like summer. It just kind of feels like some kind of weird school break. Like a really long week or something. Lol
Hayden and I are having a good time though. I enjoy getting to spend so much one-on-one time with him. And the bonus is that a quiet house & no distractions means we can work on school stuff for him really easily. Every morning after the girls leave for school he pesters me nonstop about his reading program until we sit down and do it.
He loves doing this. We usually only work for about 30 minutes a day, but those 30 minutes are like gold for him. He's so dedicated to it. And I love watching him!
Ok, not always. There are days I'd really rather scrub my my entire house with a toothbrush than listen to that chipper computer voice say "find the word can, say the word can, click the word can..." one...more...time. It's like nails on a chalkboard to me. But! I march on because I do love that he's reading. And I love how excited he is about reading. That makes it worth it.
Next week we're going to start working on his writing which he absolutely hates. But I'm kind of thinking that if he'll do it, I'll reward him with the reading. (I wonder how long that will last.)
And perhaps by next week, it will start to feel like summer. The weatherman is predicting an oh-so-lovely 90-something degree week for us. Maybe the heat will make it feel like summer. Well, either way...wherever you are, I hope you are not feeling as confused about summer as I am.
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