I know that in about two months I’m going to be KICKING myself for writing this post … but right now, I can’t help it. It wants to come spilling out of my fingers and onto the screen. I’m jinxing myself in the worst way a Texan can. I’m about to write about how excited I am for Summer to be here.
I’m an idiot, I know.
I’m an idiot because inevitably in 90 days or so I’ll be writing another post like THIS. Or THIS. I promise you, come August, I’ll be a sweaty, whiny, pissy mess. I’ll be cursing sunscreen, and hot cars, and scalding park equipment and wondering when the fark this elusive season called ‘Fall’ is supposed to be showing up? You guys will open my post, and roll your eyes thinking, ‘Jeez is she whining about the heat AGAIN? She lives in Texas, why doesn’t she just get over it?’
This will happen. I promise. I’m sorry in advance.
But right now? Right now I am STOKED about Summer.
I’m super excited about having two little boys, and getting out there to do fun things with them. I want it all. Splash parks, and sprinklers, and fireworks, and popsicles and watermelon. I want sweaty evening walks. I want weekends where I don’t put the boys in anything but crocs, shorts and sunglasses. Trips to Sonic for slushes.
I know in a few weeks I’ll be so damn tired of the heat. But for the moment, I’m embracing it. Viva the sun! Bring it on! We’ve got some big plans for the next couple of weeks … vacations and swim lessons for the Mouse … it’s going to be a GREAT season.
Until it’s August. That’s usually when I start to get fed up with the heat, lol.
What about you? Excited? Not ready for the heat? Big plans? Lay it on me.
Oh, and have an awesome Monday!