Thursday Thirteen--Summer Ambitions
I never have high expectations. This summer I hope my boys:
1. buy at least one (but no more than two each) ice cream things from the truck that plays "It's a Small World After All." Way more obnoxious than the Good Humor truck of my heyday, but it's still tradition.
2. play Ghosts in the Graveyard in the Flander's front yard at least four times.
3. at least try home-grown tomatoes and other summer fruit. All three of them are terrible about fruits and veggies.
4. wave sparklers, writing their names in cursive, and not put out anyone's eye or drop the hot sticks on the grass.
5. swim more than 13 times using the over-priced pool passes we got.
6. not get splinters in their bare feet.
7. sit on the porch and read by their own volition--and remember to put the books inside when they decide to eat popsicles and sit under the sprinkler instead.
8. see a summer matinee movie and exclaim about how they forgot it's still daylight as they come out of the air-conditioned dark.
9. catch fireflies in the back yard (and bring them into the house to show a parent and oops, there goes the firefly and there goes the dog to eat it).
10. speaking of the dog, wash her using the garden hose. It's been done with mixed results and very, very wet kids.
11. NOT say "I'm bored" more than four times in a 24 hour period.
12. not step on a slug or if they do, at least please God, not so it goes between the toes.
13. still get a kick out of setting up the tent and camping in the yard because I'm not camping anywhere else. (and not being awakened by the garbage trucks before five am if they do sleep out back)
bonus point: If we do go to NYC and meet Megan for fun, they do not tell me to shut up in front of anyone in public.
1. buy at least one (but no more than two each) ice cream things from the truck that plays "It's a Small World After All." Way more obnoxious than the Good Humor truck of my heyday, but it's still tradition.
2. play Ghosts in the Graveyard in the Flander's front yard at least four times.
3. at least try home-grown tomatoes and other summer fruit. All three of them are terrible about fruits and veggies.
4. wave sparklers, writing their names in cursive, and not put out anyone's eye or drop the hot sticks on the grass.
5. swim more than 13 times using the over-priced pool passes we got.
6. not get splinters in their bare feet.
7. sit on the porch and read by their own volition--and remember to put the books inside when they decide to eat popsicles and sit under the sprinkler instead.
8. see a summer matinee movie and exclaim about how they forgot it's still daylight as they come out of the air-conditioned dark.
9. catch fireflies in the back yard (and bring them into the house to show a parent and oops, there goes the firefly and there goes the dog to eat it).
10. speaking of the dog, wash her using the garden hose. It's been done with mixed results and very, very wet kids.
11. NOT say "I'm bored" more than four times in a 24 hour period.
12. not step on a slug or if they do, at least please God, not so it goes between the toes.
13. still get a kick out of setting up the tent and camping in the yard because I'm not camping anywhere else. (and not being awakened by the garbage trucks before five am if they do sleep out back)
bonus point: If we do go to NYC and meet Megan for fun, they do not tell me to shut up in front of anyone in public.
Bonus Point #2: If they are able to refrain from telling my very talkative son to shut up.
ReplyDeleteHeck, we saw a movie tonight, and came out exclaiming that it was still light out--no matinee necessary. :)
ReplyDeleteI think I'll be happy if my sons manage to 1) do something other than play video games and 2) refrain from fratricide this summer. Anything more than that is gravy.
I want my boy to get back into Tae Kwon Do. Then I'll be happy.
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