Wednesday, June 27, 2012

The signature of summer

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.

Summer means:

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.

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