Nine more days.
I don’t know who’s more excited for school to be out – me or the kids.
Nine more days until I can ride the sleep train into the station on a weekday.
Nine more days until I don’t have to make a sandwich that will be thrown in the trash uneaten.
Nine more days until I can say, “I don’t know where your other shoe is, just wear flip flops.”
Nine more days until I’m done with homework (which I thought happened when I graduated…some years ago).
Nine more days until the whining switches from, “Do I have to go to school today?” to “What are we going to do today?”
Nine more days until cleaning house will be pointless.
Nine more days until I try to fill 75 days of “quality time” with the kids.
Nine more days until I start counting when they’ll go back to school again.
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