July 29, 2012
Wishing Summer Could Last Forever
Every year I after the 4th of July, I start to realize that summer is half-over. I know it’s a pessimistic thing to write, as if I’m looking at the glass as half-empty, but it’s true. We spend six months suffering through December snow, the bitter cold of January and February, followed by slushy and sloppy March and April, to get one month of real “Spring” in May. The anticipation of Summer is exciting! And as fast as Summer arrives, Fall and Winter are just around the corner. I hate that I think like this; I really do.
July was fun. I got to hang out with friends over the holiday. I took my boys to various parks and we enjoyed many walks and bike rides around the neighborhood. Just last weekend we did a mini-vacation, too. We went to Pulaski Polka Days in Pulaski, WI (an annual tradition in my family) and spent two days dancing and enjoying Polka music. It was good to see old dancing friends and members of the bands we love, too.
We went to Bay Beach Amusement Park in Green Bay again, also. Owen had the best time on the “kiddie” rides. Dawson spent his time with my brother and sister. He went on the Tilt-a-Whirl, Scrambler and Scat. Last year he didn’t mind going on the same rides as Owen, but this year he told me he was too old for that. The rides Owen liked were for babies. This made me misty-eyed.
“Dawson, you’re only 7 years old,” I had said.
“Um, I’m almost eight!” he told me. ”Too big for baby rides.”
I realized he was probably right. I started to pay attention to the kids going on the “baby” rides and noticed the oldest kids on them were probably 5 and 6 years old.
Later, I went on the rollercoaster with Dawson and my siblings while my parents took Owen on the merry-go-round. Dawson had a nervous breakdown when the car climbed to the top and soared back down at Mach 10 speed. He had his eyes closed tightly and held on tight to my arm.
When it was all over I said, “Wanna go on again?”
“HELL NO!” he said. I just about died. This is a phrase his Dad uses and I couldn’t help but giggle.
“I’m never going on the roller coaster again!” Dawson said.
“So you’re not as big as you think you are, huh?” I asked.
“Not so much,” he replied. “Maybe I’ll try it again next year.”
Dawson was pretty brave to go on the roller coaster and I was proud of him for trying something new.
We also went to Build-a-Bear and Chuck E. Cheese in Appleton, followed by a Timber Rattlers game on the last day of our vacation. We had such a good time.
Today we went shopping for school supplies. I’m the mother of a soon-to-be second grader! When did this happen?
I really wish I could freeze time. My kids are growing up too quickly. If only we didn’t have to get older. If only summer could last forever.