I Miserably Failed My Summer To-Do List.

I Failed My Summer To-Do ListSummer vacation is gone. Like seriously. One week left.

I remember in May before summer even started, I wrote out my daily schedule that I was planning to have throughout summer, along with what all I would accomplish both personally and with my kids.

These were some of the things on my to-do list:

Wake up early.

Read no less than 30min a day with each child.

I was going to teach my Pre-K twins the entire alphabet and what sounds each letter makes.

We were going to memorize a weekly Bible verse.

I was going to clean my entire house and get rid of the junk in every room including our packed shop.

I was going to have a relaxing and ready for summer spa/spray tan week (thanks Groupon)

I was going to start teaching my kids Spanish.

My first grader loves math. I was going to teach him multiplication, division, and fractions.

I was going to encourage my twins to be excited about sports.

I was going to exercise and eat healthy so that I could tone and lose some weight.

I was going to be #craftingmomma.

I was going to make sure my kids had amazing manners at the end of summer.

I was going to have a tadpole science experiment and see which food would help them grow fastest. The boys were going to do some sciencing!

I was going to teach my baby some songs so that I could post cute baby singing videos on FB like everyone else does.

 

This is what actually happened:

Instead of reading to the boys, I-myself, read 8 books this summer. I get addicted.

I have taught my twins the letters “A, B, &C.”

We haven’t memorized bible verses- at home.

My house hasn’t changed a bit. I still have the same junk boxes that I had in May, which are also the same junk boxes I had last May and the May before that.

 

My Groupon spa deal was a failure. Spray tanning cost extra so I decided to bed tan. I burned horribly and apparently a bulb was out. I was thinking I would come home all cutesy. My husband told me my back looked like a sunburnt zebra.

The only Spanish my kids learned was “piscina” which means swimming pool. That is because we were at a pool for over half the summer.

The only math we have done is when my 7 year old tells me how much over/under the speed limit I’m going when we drive somewhere.

The twins have played absolutely no sports. They’ve literally spent all summer catching bugs, spiders, frogs and other creatures.

I haven’t exercised. I’ve actually gained weight.

The only crafting I did was making silly putty. I literally used 10 large bottles of glue throughout the summer.

Instead of manners, I showed the boys how funny it would be to release 30 frogs into the girls bathhouse at church camp.

Our tadpoles were eaten by a bird (or something). But they were heavily played with for several days with 8 little hands before disappearing.

Beau has yet to learn a song. I don’t have a prodigy baby. He has learned to climb on top of the bunk beds and hide from me.

 

I didn’t give my kids a great summer education, clean house, or “summer-ready” mom. I didn’t transform them into the “All-American” athlete or student. They’re still not the calm, quiet boy. They haven’t changed a bit. They’re still mud loving, outdoor playing, rambunctious, energetic little daredevils.

When I realized my lack of accomplishment, I got really down on myself and thought “Gah, what on earth have I done all summer??”

Then it hit me.

What I did give them was myself. I didn’t wake up early every day. About half the summer I slept late with them and enjoyed late morning cuddles. We didn’t read as much as I wanted, but we talked more than I thought we would. Instead of just teaching them bible verses at home, I taught at church camp and they came with me. They learned a lot there. We spent a lot of time praying and playing, singing, tickling and wrestling. My “cute, summer-ready body” actually became a tan-lined mom-bod who was at the pool almost every day, splashing in the water with no make-up on.   My house still doesn’t look like a magazine picture, but it is home. I’ve played in the mud, jumped on trampolines, pulled out splinters, held frogs and tadpoles, and have experienced a “boy-hood” summer. While it wasn’t what I had originally wanted to give my children this summer, giving them my time has been worth so much more than what I could have written down on a to-do list.

I’m now so thankful that I didn’t live up to my summer expectations.

2 thoughts on “I Miserably Failed My Summer To-Do List.

  1. Leanne says:

    Great post. It reminds me so much of my summer to-do list and although I managed to do a couple of the things on it, I failed with the rest. Like yourself, I can say that I spent a lot of time with my kids over the summer and I am thankful for that time as they grow so fast.

    • Ashley says:

      I’m glad that I’m not the only one!! Our time is one of the most important things we can give to our kids!

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