In our family, summer has a certain signature since Jason is home for eight weeks. If we ever question whether Jason should have become an educator, we stop questioning in late June.
My house is an absolute wreck
Bikes and fishing gear litter the porch
Jason stays up past midnight every night - tying up flies for our next outing or reading fishing reports
I begrudgingly go to work each morning . . . as the boys rub their eyes and curl up in the windowseat
A teaching career has its downsides, but the summer always makes up for it.