Today marked the last day of school for my kiddos. Fourth grade is officially in the books for Sam. Kate completed second. And our Claire Bear had a fantastic first year of preschool.
As they headed out the door for a quick half day, I snapped these shots...
And then at 11:30am prompt, Claire and I rolled up to school in the stroller and a million children flew out of the building screaming for joy. Kinda like this...
While we were walking reflecting on their day, what they'll miss about school and what they're most excited for about summer...this started to happen...
They gathered sticks and started going on a hunt. Each of them adopted a quest name. Sam turned into Aquarius. Kate morphed into Swift. And Claire was Twig. I hung back listening while they talked of mystical beasts in the lush growth of the forest and hidden doors that take you to magical lands and children who get their fingers chopped off if they're poor listeners.
And it hit me...this is what happens in the summertime. You put on your swim suit in June and don't take it off until August. You consume 542 cherry popsicles. You build forts in the backyard and ride your bike everyday. You climb trees and read and dream...about magical places in far off lands where the unexpected is expected. And you walk and you walk and you walk and you're a kid and it's the best.
"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
It's time for a new life of fun, freedom and rejuvenation...it's summer.
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