Tuesday, July 19, 2011

It's What Time?

Well, friends and neighbors, now that it's approximately 119 degrees in the shade and no one in my house is waking naturally at 5:45 a.m. and we are finally settled into our new routine and staying up at night and sleeping until 9:00, lovely decadent, luxurious 9 (on the weekends, mind you). It must be almost time for school to start.

On the bright side, Brynna got into her school again (we have to reapply every year) and they notified us this year before the week before school starts and that's nice. She's gotten a post card from her teacher and she is geared up and ready to head back into the fray - books and P.E. and backpacks and this year we have to label all  the school supplies which I assume means she gets to keep her own stuff. She couldn't be happier.

I, on the other hand, am already whining about it. For one, I am looking at this list of school supplies with sadness. Since school supplies are my second favorite thing (my first favorite is lemon cheesecake), I think it's rather unfair that my day is being ruined by the school dictating the brand of supplies needed. (Although I will agree that Fiskars are superior scissors and Crayola are superior crayons.)

Secondly, 5:45 a.m. I am headachey and tired just thinking about it.

Thirdly, that means that I should start, like last week, with getting my kids back on the school sleeping schedule. Fighting them at bedtime, missing my meetings, eating as soon as we get home, and waking before human beings should be conscious: here we come!

Also, have I mentioned 5:45?

I was just saying how I don't understand how year-round school is such a bad thing. No camp and trying to figure out what your kids are going to do all day, all summer while you work. No getting out of routine. No running back to school the moment the New Year's confetti has cleared. And now, I'm sitting here whining about how can summer possibly be over? I need at least another month's worth of sleep.

It makes me wonder, though. Where did the time go. When I was in school (back when dinosaurs roamed the Earth and hills worked differently so you had to walk uphill both ways) we didn't start until the end of August, we got longer at Christmas and we got out in May. We also had at least one day off every month. So, what happened? Do we have more instructional days? Or is fall break entirely to blame?

I don't know. What I do know is that in three short weeks, the countdown to fall break begins. (Also, what do you think they do with all those gallon sized ziploc bags?) Ugh. 5:45.


Suze said...

Holy crap I can't believe you're getting ready for school already. I think the yearly schedule there is INSANE. Here in WI school doesn't start until around labor day (I think for reasons of tourism in the summer), but they don't get out until mid-June. I've got a good 5 or 6 weeks before I have to worry about getting Daniel all acclimated to kindergarten.
I don't like the idea of year-round school, though. I know it's tough for parents who have jobs to go to, but I think there is a lot of value in spending summer days swimming and playing and just being a kid.

Jessi said...

I actually agree that summers need to be spent just being a kid. The thing is that I wonder how many kids actually get that opportunity. It seems that the majority have two working parents and spend their summers in camps that are almost as structured as school.

It's all a matter of perspective and I see the advantages of both systems. I have a feeling that once I'm teaching my perception will change, too.

Jenn-Jenn, the Mother Hen said...

To make you feel better (and worse, all at once), go read the blog post I'm about to put up. I was going to comment, then realized mentally how long it would be and decided I'd just go post my own durn blog post already instead of hijacking your blog.


Suze said...

Well, I know there are plenty of parents who aren't employed outside the home who dread summer because they have to spend so much time with their kids. I'll get there, I guess, but since we're still in early childhood/preschool years it feels like I already spend all my time with them, so summer isn't such a big deal.