Remember how much you loved summer holidays as a kid? Now imagine that all the things that made it so great weren't available the rest of the year--daylight past 7:00, high candy intake, lax-no chores, backyard adventures with your cousins, hours spent collecting fists full of potato bugs and cups full of broken daddy long legs?
For eleven months of the year none of those exist to our kids. Basically their summer weeks spent in the USA are a study in kid paradise.
Here are some of the highlights from American Summer 2015
Rocky and I snuck away for some beautiful hikes.
We swore never again to take the Sundance life with a child under 3. Despite his best efforts, Winston survived the ride.
We caught snakes and developed an unhealthy lack of fear towards them.
We did some zumba. Like all dance E does now it has a Thai flair.
We picked fresh raspberries.
And floated boats
Played some tennis.
Got stuck in the doggie door.
We visited the amusement park of choice, the farm. "Look, mom, it's a real pig!!!"
Schemed with our cousins
We decided that grandma's pool remodel was worth the wait.
We swam a lot.
It was always more fun with cousins around.
Played with our grandmas.
Fought jetlag and got two new teeth. This time naturally grown teeth--significantly cheaper.
We stood out a lot with our unfamiliar phrases like "boarding the ship" instead of "going boating" and our occasional insistence on wearing swim caps even though it's no longer 1960.
After thinking about our summer it's probably lucky we only broke one bone between three kids. Violet's collarbone.
We really did swim a lot. We swam so much everyone's hair turned green. Multiple times.
We had some legendary bed head.
We conquered jet lag and have succumbed to it again.
Now we're back home in Bangkok, detoxing from sugar/tv/cousins/late nights and getting ready to start a new school year.
And after crying all summer to go back to Thailand, Violet has been asking every morning when she wakes up if we can go to Grandma's house today.
You were a success, America.
3 comments:
Sounds like my memories of coming back to the States as a kid. Brainwashing works:)
Love everything about this. It was so fun to see you while you were here!
Yamato, Japan has the same daylight ration. It's so sad to wave goodbye to the sun at only 6:45 pm! Of course we could spend more time together if I was willing to rise at 5:20 am.
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