The Mid-August panic is one of those things that runs through my mind every year when I notice the leaves start to turn gold and you get a couple of days in a row where you’ve got to wear a sweater, reminding you that winter is quite literally, right around the corner.
It’s a panic that causes me to list the things we’ve done through the summer off in my head, because you only get eighteen of them, eighteen summers to spend with the kids. To explore, to camp, to spend days laying around. Have the kids played too much Minecraft? Have they imagined enough? Have we explored enough? Has it been enough?
I list off the things that we’ve done, the day trips we’ve made, the camping trips we’ve gone on, the places we’ve discovered, the books that we’ve read, the days spent outside, the local things we’ve explored, and the days that we’ve wasted. I call Jamie in a panic, listing off the things that we’ve done, the things that we’re running out of time for and the things that I still want to do before summer falls out of our lives like sand on the way home the playground.
He reassures me by telling me that I’m crazy and the ten+ day trips, the trips to the outdoor pool, the books read at home, the handful of picnics spent together and weekends spent on trips out of town, camping, watching the stars shine outside of the city, exploring hoodoos and mountains and caves and hours logged in the car are enough. They’re more than enough and I should stop my panic because remember the world doesn’t end in the summer – it just gets a bit more bundled up.
Still though, I find myself tallying the days until I lose my first child to full days of school. Where she’s going to be gone more than she’s home and I think that’s why this year my panic is in full swing. We’ve got twelve days until school starts. We’re fitting in an epic road trip, a movie outside, a picnic, exploring the last handful of playgrounds on our list of things to discover this summer, a dozen more books added to our reading list and at least one more day trip spent tubing on the river slides.
Amidst my panic, making this list, I wondered if one of the reasons the summer goes by so quickly is the epic to do list of things to explore and things to do. Friday afternoons spent packing up the car for another weekend adventure, Saturday morning grabbing the beach stuff and bikes for a day trip.
A fleeting thought though, as I went back to adding just one more thing to the things that I want to explore with the girls this summer – after all, we only get eighteen of them.