Re-entry 

We’re back from St. Louis. We got home last night. I was so very ready to come home.

In the end the trip was fine. It wasn’t what I hoped it would be, but I got to experience bits and pieces of what I was looking forward to. I intend to write a post about what was awesome and what was…less so, because I do want to remember how I felt during this trip so I might have more realistic expectations for the next time we go. 

This weekend will be about slowly detoxing the kids from the treats and screen time. I’m weening them off slowly. There will be some rough moments but we’ll get through. 

Monday is a big day. My daughter starts a new four-week camp and my son starts in the bigger-kid room. He isn’t actually three yet but they are moving him up because they think he does better with older children who model more mature behavior. He spends most of his time with his 6-year-old sister so I’m not worried about them moving him up early, but I know he’s going to miss his old teachers a lot. (I suspect they are also trying to separate him from the boy he has bit four times, which I appreciate immensely.)

It’s strange to be back from our trip, which was the “thing” we were looking toward for so many months. Now that it’s over the only thing to look toward is the start of the new school year, and I still can’t do that without feeling depressed. I have a fun trip planned in a couple weeks so I’m focusing on that, and everything I want to get done around the house before the summer is over. There is so much to get done, and now that I’ve endured, I mean enjoyed, my vacation, and I can make some headway. 

There are five weeks of summer left. I intend to make the best of them.