Ignorance is bliss

When we were kids, do you remember how our summers seemed to last forever?  That last day of school in June seemed to have an endless amount of hot sunny days stretched out before you.  The things you were gonna do were endless and your options were wide open. 

For me, We always lived out in the country.  So my days looked aloft different than my Friends that lived in town. I spent days in our back woods and streams.  I'd catch tadpoles in the spring, so come summer I'd be forever looking for the frogs i knew they'd grown into.  I'd search the old abandon/burned down house next door.  Truthfully I had no idea what I was looking for, but I never found it;)

When I started to get older, I was at Stephanie's alot more through the summer...  My days started to get a bit shorter and I was starting to realize that the two or so months that we had weren't as grand and luxurious as I had once thought them to be.  BUT... they still held out late nite basketball games, afternoons spent watching much music and mornings spent in bed. I made friends in the next towns over and my  horizons were getting bigger. 

Once I moved out and was making a go of it on my own(and the occasional money transfers from daddy kins and mommy poo poo),  the shorter my summers really got.  For one thing, summers didn't have the big start I had believed them to have.  The other?  Without even noticing it, summer had long gone and I was into fall.  I started to really look forward to my weekend.  They were all mine, to do with them as I wished.  Man, do i wish I had used my single/free days a little/lot better.  But my weekends had a start and an end.  My mini summer.  Every week.

Now, at least this point in my life, my summers are busy, rarely do I get to do all the things I want, or what my little family wants.  Don't get me wrong, we have a good life, but its busy one.  My weekends are a blurr.  I don't even work out of the house(well just with Kaleb).  But those two short days are so packed full that some days  I cant wait for Monday, when Grace and I's schedule goes back to what I know and am prepared for.  I can relax and get done what the weekend wouldn't allow.

When I was I kid, I wish I had known what I really had.  Then again, I wouldn't of really got it would I?  I cant say I would have been smart enough to know what I had and truly appreciate it.  Of course, I think It was that ignorance that kept the summers so long for us, wasn't it?  Its funny to think, but the broader my horizon's got the shorter my summers got.  The smarter and more appreciative I got, the more I could understand what 2 months/60 days really was.

Looking at my baby girl, and knowing that summer isn't all that far away, I know that its my job to fill Gracie's days, the less she knows about time flying the better.  The longer I can keep her from understanding the 24 hour clock the better.  And Maybe, having her will keep me from counting the hours and get me more focused on whats going on in that moment.