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Ringing in the School Year

Today was the boy's last day of summer vacation, and they sent it out in style.  I hate to see it end probably as badly as they do...more actually.  Fischer is so excited for his first day of school he has been wishing these final days away.  Still, they made the most of every day this summer and today was no exception.  

They went mountain biking with their dad, shot BB guns and air soft pistols, and watched their current favorite movie.  They each made a snack for school with me.  They chopped wood until the head fell off of Fischer's hatchet - then they turned it into a wedge and started creating "lumber" out of their trees.  They climbed trees.  They found the most enormous disgusting grubs I have ever seen in real life.  They also found an enormous hornets nest hanging in a tree (no injuries occurred).  They wrote thank you letters and did chores.  They played cards, harassed their sisters, ate a million snacks, showered, read, and fell asleep early and immediately.  

For all the fighting and disciplining that goes along with having them home, I think I'm going to be real sad tomorrow when they aren't here.  Last week I would not have said that.  Last week, I would have liked to have sent them both to boarding school.  Today, I'm feeling sentimental.  It may have to do with the fact that both Ross and my dad were here all day today working, which basically meant I had two buffers for all their normal levels of crazy.  So there is that.  By Wednesday I may be looking at that boarding school again...      

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