I used to love June. It’s the month of my birthday. It’s the beginning of summer with so much potential. It’s just a dogone great month…or so I thought until I had school-aged children.
(If you are blessed with children who skip through the kitchen with a smile on their face on their way to do their homework–in their own rooms nonetheless and not spread out over the entire kitchen–without your help, then by all means, feel free to skip the following rant. I recommend that you run to the nearest corner store and purchase a lotto ticket!)
June has turned into a nightmarish month crammed full of last-minute fieldtrips, last-minute assignments, last-minute tests and the most unholy of alliances, sports day and report cards!!!! How is a parent to survive this landslide of extra tasks? Whether you’re a stay-at-home mom or a corporate maven, I know you’ve got enough on your plate already, let alone having to ferry children to year-end recitals, performances, sports events and homework!
I say enough of the madness. Let’s take June back! Who’s with me? Let’s all march into the principals’ offices stamp our feet and whine, “Stop the madness! Spread the butter all over the bread…not just on June’s crust!”.
There. I feel so much better. Now you understand why I haven’t blogged in over a week! Sorry. Believe me…I’d rather be blogging! I have the feeling my mom is rolling her eyes, and my sisters are high-fiving ’cause their spoiled little sister is finally “getting hers”. I have the urge to Valley Girl them with a fingersnap and a “What-Ever!”