Lazy summer days

Summer is just about over. School starts next week.

R8 will be in third grade. Where did the time go? I still remember walking him to his kindergarten classroom on the first day of school. Mrs. D giving him and me a big hug and telling us both it was going to be a great day. R8 hugged my neck and off he went. Me, I walked down the hallway, told Hubs bye, he teaches at the same school. And then getting into my car and crying my eyes out.

R3 will be in his first year of pre-K. No crying there. Not the real thing. But I must admit he looked so cute trying on his backpack. I have two years to get myself geared up for my baby officially starting school.

I would like to say that I we have some big plans for the last week of summer but we don't.

I would like to say that I made a mad dash to the mall this past weekend to take part in the tax free holiday Texas has every year. But I didn't. Kinda glad I didn't, the mall is always crazy tax free weekend. Worse than Christmas time.

No excitement here. Just enjoying the last few lazy days of summer vacation. For right now, no homework. No rush to get to baseball lessons, no rush to eat dinner. No rushing period.

But ask me next week. I just might not have any hair left.