Endless Summer

 

As the saying goes, you get eighteen summers with your kids. It’s a reminder to cherish every moment, because you’ll get no do-overs. For most of my grandkids, most of those eighteen summers are already gone. Today’s the first day of summer, and in ninety-three days, it will be autumn. Even worse, school starts in fifty-seven days. A lot of my plan for this summer involves food: picking berries and making jam, roasting wieners and s’mores, homemade lemonade, root beer floats, watermelon, peach pie and ice cream. We’ll have at least one picnic in the park. We plan to watch fireworks (from a greater distance than last year). We’ll visit the farmer’s market, the zoo, the aquarium, the planetarium and at least one museum. There’s the swimming pool, the water park, and a couple of splash pads. We could have a campout in the back yard. And the last week before school starts, we’ll spend together at Bear Lake!