Imagine you find yourself with the great responsibility of designing the school calendar for the year.  It is your responsibility to factor in half days, off days, winter and spring break, end of year activities, prom, and graduation.  Somewhere in all of your “grand” planning you think to yourself “this year spring break will be the week before the week before Easter and Prom should be on the eve of.” Totally makes sense right? Yeah not for this family or probably any family that celebrates Easter.  In the chaos of prom planning (and I have a son) I forgot about Easter (truth), this means no Easter dinner, special outings, etc.  The sad part is I only “kind of” feel bad about this.  There is so much preparation involved in creating the “perfect” holiday experience.  Instead, here I sit sharing , while Prom boy takes a nap, the kids squabble whilst re-heating leftovers for lunch, and the man watches another cheesy 90’s movie.  I dream of being that “awesome” family that does “awesome” things but today we just “don’t quite make the cut”.  And so,  I dedicate this not so awesome Easter holiday to the person whom had the job of creating this years school calendar: Thank you for your disregard when you chose to schedule Prom the night before Easter!

It’s spring in the stunning PNW, the tulips are blooming and the rain is falling.  I try to remember the school adage “April showers bring May flowers” but honestly I am OVER it. Rain, rain go away come again six months away.  Has this been the longest, wildest winter ever?  I am ready for sunshine, sunshine and more sunshine.  Besides all this gloom is not helping my doom.  My baby (Yeah so he is eighteen what is that 218 months bahahahaha) is about to graduate which means independence and leaving the nest.  I am sooooo not ready for this. I want to hurt the person who decided that a child can make life changing decisions at the young age of eighteen.  Seriously, what were they thinking.  Have we not learned from history the dumb, selfish, ridiculous choices  the young make.  Ya ya ya, I hear you “Responsible, I did everything right and wouldn’t change a thing” people out there but you are the exception. As a rule an 18 year old kid is just that a KID truly incapable of making life altering decisions for him/her self and yet we allow them to anyway.   So hear I sit, six weeks from graduation, holding onto everything with all my might hoping I can magically make the time pass slower or perhaps not come at all.  Anyone out there ever come across a rewind button?  I just need more time, life happened and at a pace that was quicker than both my heart and brain could process. Sniffle.  Okay, so I will suck it up for today, alright for the next hour….. if I am lucky.  Where was this information in all those “How to parent books”???  I want a refund!