We are fully settled into the lazy days of summer here- and I really love it. I love that the scheudle is loose enough that laundry can wait a day or two and my calendar has a stretch of blank boxes one after the other. I work hard to keep it like that. I have to schedule the down time. Say no. I tink it’s worth it. The way I figure it, with Ryan being 13 and Liam being 5…there are only a few summers left when I will have two boys. This may be the last. High school has a way of titling the scales away from silly boyhood things. Soon, he’ll be looking for a summer job. So for now, if I can take them for a hike, or to play laser tag or to a museum and they both actually want to go- well, I’ll make sure to clear the calendar for that.
I got a call today from the American Bar Association. The woman on the other line extended an offer of 4 months free memebership- no obligations. No payment- just my consent. It was a great deal. The ABA has a pretty hefty memebership fee- but they offer tons of resources and training materials. The call came on my cell when I was out in the yard watching the boys in our pool. They were having a “jumping” competition. Ryan was making waves in the pool so big that Liam was almost knocked out twice. I laughed waaay more than a prudent mom would have. I listened to the sales pitch and thought about it for a second. periodicals, web site, continuing ed programs….all available for the next 16 weeks….I took a deep breath and said, “No thank you”. The woman on the other end began to explain that this was an amazing offer- but I interupted. I said, ” I’m going to be honest with you. I’ve taken a break from my practice this summer. My kids are getting big, and I know that if I say yes to you I’ll start to lose my focus. I have to work hard to keep my eyes on them, because I know that once I blink, this will be over.” She was silent. Then she said, “I don’t know you ma’am, but that is wonderful. Do it. My son is 23. I miss the mess. I miss the horeseplay. It’s gone. Good for you.” We said goodbye to each other and I wondered for a moment if that was a call from that angel of mine that helps keep me on course. Helps me see the short years through the long days.
I am surprising them tomorrow with a trip to the beach. We live in an awesome area- 30 minutes from Times Square if you go west by railroad or 30 minutes from the shore if you drive east. I am packing up the baskets with crisp towels and some new sand toys and wrapping some snacks in wax paper and snack baggies. The cooler is full of ice tea, my kindle and camera are charged. I plan on waking them at about 8am so we can get there in those quite morning hours before the crowds….. I’ll park my chair right on the shore line and let them be boys. It’s one of my favorite summer moments. It takes a lot of “no’s” to get there- but yes, it is worth it.