End of Summer, again

My goofy family

It's Wednesday. It's the last week of summer vacation. And I am feeling a little odd about that. Normally I get to this point in the year and I'm all excited about making the last week of summer lots of fun for my kids.

But this year is different.

This year nobody wants to go swimming or biking or hiking or picnicking at the park. Because it's too hot. Or they haven't shaved their legs. Or they made plans to join their friends online to play Call of Duty.

It's all another symptom of having kids who are nearly grown up.

It isn't that we haven't had a good summer. We drove to Kansas City. We rode roller coasters, shopped at Ikea, and visited a tree house. We had a tea party with friends. We went to see Jurassic World and Ant Man. We stayed at a cabin with relatives and toasted marshmallows and talked around the campfire until 2:00 a.m.

We even launched WHAT ABOUT MOOSE?, which was a new and exciting experience for all of us!

But the last week of summer vacation is here, and I have spent most of my time working on a new picture book while my kids busy themselves with their own thing.

And I don't feel bad about that at all.

Just odd.