These last few weeks of summer are handing me my butt in a sling.
We are less than three weeks from the first day of school, and I finally realized that I have a ton of stuff to do. Like finding a time machine and going back to the beginning of the summer so I can point at myself and laugh over my promise to make Fiver practice his handwriting every day without fail.
I'm not sure two weeks of hasty scribbling with your harried mother breathing down your neck can be considered plenty of preparation. Now where's that time machine?
When I mentioned that I really needed to post something on the blog, my sister casually said, "But it's a hobby, right? You're not supposed to feel guilty about not having the time to post regularly."
Aha -ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! She obviously does not have a mom blog.
To sum up: I am busy with the end of the summer. I feel guilty about not doing important things with the kids over the summer. I feel guilty about ditching the blog, but I will be back.
Also? I need a time machine.
PS: I did finish the book for book club, and with plenty of time to spare. We read The Wednesday Letters, by Jason F. Wright. It is considered religious fiction, and it while it had a very good message about forgiveness, some of the characters felt underdeveloped. Just my two cents.
PS 2: I just did spell check and I had no spelling errors. I'm on fi-yah!