Boston Mama

Wait, where did the summer go?

Where was I? Oh hello! I haven’t posted here in weeks. WEEKS. I can’t believe it.
I’d been writing things about routines and rhythms, hadn’t I?

What? What do you mean they’ve been tossed to the wayside?

Oh yes indeed. I don’t quite know what I was thinking except for this: I was fresh off the routine of HAVING A ROUTINE. I was used to things being buttoned up and orderly; used to having some semblance of time to call mine and I was pretty sure summer would be a disaster of whining and interruptions unless I put things into tidy boxes and orderly…but somewhere along the way I loosened up a wee bit and just let things be.

And it’s been such a glorious summer, at least in our neck of the woods where the grass is now higher than a five year old, and the cicadas have begun to sing. It’s been a summer full of playing in the mud, riding bikes, and staying up late, swimming, and eating way too much ice cream.  We didn’t do summer camp, and there have been plenty of days where schedules collided and whining reached it’s maximum before 10AM, but for the most part, we’ve totally rocked this summer.

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I’m hoping to share a few of the summertime adventures projects we’ve enjoyed—and a few things we learned along the way. Some upcoming posts:

Almost swimming, but not quite—and a few things I’ve learned about my really stubborn, skin-and-bones firstborn in the water.

Picnic successes and failures—what made some glorious, and others straight out of, well…, no place nice that’s for sure.

Pocket knives, “don’t poke your eye out”, and other little boy projects—including a step-by-step guide for making a simple bow and arrow.

10 ways to get messy with little ones–and enjoy it.

Lessons learned from taking an impromptu trip to Canada with little ones--the good, the bad, and the ugly.

And now that I’ve surfaced from all the crazy summer adventures we’ve been having, it’s far more likely I’ll be showing up here regularly. Promise.