My kids are enjoying their first week out of school for the summer and, surprisingly, I haven’t wanted to strangle them yet. Emphasis on yet, because I know it’s coming.
Y’see, No. 3 is at the beach with her bestie. Which means No.s 2 and 4 have the run of the house. I’ve discovered that when it’s just two kids, things are pretty manageable. However, when all three of them are home for extended periods of time, all bets are off. That is, unless you are betting on the three of them fighting constantly. Whether it be 2 on 1 or just a free-for-all, they are usually fighting over something. And, oh yes, there will be blood.
All that being said, this summer is a welcome rest. The weeks leading up to the end of school are hectic and exhausting. Where did all these at-school events come from? When I was a kid, you just had school all the way until the last day. If we were lucky, we could watch a movie the last day. My kids’ school is nothing like this.
The first obstacle was their school Olympics. This is the 2016 version of my generation’s field day which took all of one day. Olympics, however, lasted over a week including a day of opening ceremonies. Then we have one day for each grade’s Olympics, of which I had to attend second and fifth grades’ Olympics. Then of course there was an additional day for the closing ceremonies. And, no, I couldn’t skip out on opening and closing ceremonies as No.3 was carrying her class flag.
I am glad I went, though, because my kids really enjoy seeing their parents at these events. Also, my daughter is insanely competitive. She wins everything! She must get it from her mom. As a kid, the only thing I was competitive at was getting to the bottom of the Cheetos bag while playing my Nintendo. But I digress. Olympics total half-days missed from work: four.
After the Olympics, they had their end-of-year parties. The school asked if I would DJ the parties and of course I did. Second and fifth grade end-of-year-parties bring up the total of half-days missed from work to six.
At this point I’m expecting my boss to start getting suspicious. I mean, really; how many times can you use the “going to my kid’s end-of-year event” excuse to leave work before people start asking questions? Turns out it’s more than seven. Because I had one last event: fifth grade graduation.
PS: When did this start being a thing? I didn’t graduate from fifth grade that I recall. They just sent you along your merry way. After watching your movie on the last day, of course.
But I’m glad I get to do all these things with my kids. My daughter, my little overachiever, is involved with anything and everything. She got a few awards at her graduation and even got to give a welcome speech. Now, she’s off to middle school, God help me. My oldest son is off to high school and I’m excited for four years of high-school football. All-in-all this has been a big year for the Fisher household.
While I joke about how much time these kids require, I love every second of it. Truth be told, I never wanted kids. But it is by far the best thing that has ever happened to me. I’m just really lucky to have a job that allows me to go to all these school functions. It would absolutely kill me to not be there.
So if any potential parents are out there wondering if it’s time for them to start a family of their own I say: God, no! What are you crazy??