For much of the second half of summer I spent my days at home with Kyle and Brady. There were half-day camp sessions here and there, and the odd excursion or playdate, but mostly, since I was unwell, we stayed home. For the children it was paradise – video games and television broken up by playing with their toys or short bike rides, with the onerous chore thrown in so they could earn more screen time. For me it was an internal conflict – I didn’t have enough energy to venture out for long, so we stayed put. At the same time, my dreams of having an adventurous, fly by the seat of our pants summer were dashed. And yet, I came to love the little world we created. There were days when I didn’t use the car at all. As long as there was enough food to satisfy the always-eating children, we were fine. Also, the internet for me.
I was sad when school started because we had to break out of the fantasy world we were in. Yes, I am happy to socialize with other people again, but I have a renewed appreciation for sleeping in, going where we want to when we want to (or not), and just being around each other.