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Back to School

I love back to school time.  Whether it's for summer, winter or spring break - or even just a Monday after a very exhausting weekend - I love it.  It means that, as a parent, I am finally getting a necessary rest from my children. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my children and I love spending time with them.  But, sometimes absence truly does make the heart grow fonder.  Especially considering the amount of work that I can accomplish (both in the house and for work) during the school day.  I am finally able to find time to both start and finish the laundry, clean the house, and even think about what to make for dinner.  I can also find time to enjoy a hot cup of coffee (emphasis on the *hot*) and a lunch where I am not constantly telling others what they need to eat or proper mealtime etiquette.

But, back to school also means that my children's time is filled with learning things other than new methods of sibling revenge or causing parental insanity.  The downfall to all of this is that, when my children return home from school, they will most likely have brought with them a new homework assignment which will take me too much time to understand the instructions before I can adequately work with them on new math or understanding the sound of the letter X (hint, you don't use the sound X makes at the start of a word as you do with every other letter sound).

Back to school is a time for me to stand up and cheer on my fellow parents.  YES! We made it through another break!  Cheers to us for not going completely insane.  No more finding ways to entertain our children and expend their exponentially increasing energy.  You deserve this day.  You have worked hard to reach this day.

Here's to the parents who made it through the break!  Let's not think of how many days until the next break.  Let's just rejoice in the here and now.

A day in the life of another school break


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