Well, I say, stop! Selling Christmas decorations before trick-or-treaters have even donned their costumes is outrageous enough. Having school thrown in my face this early ruins the joys of summer. Sure, I can still run through the sprinklers with my kids, lick a melting ice cream cone and sift through the sandbox for the treasure my pirates buried. But, every time I need to pick up more popscicles, my local retailer is reminding me that responsibility and added structure are just around the corner.
Could we please wait until the first part of August at least? Then I’ll happily snap up the crayons with the sharp points and the packs of underwear with enough pairs to outfit the entire classroom. Until then, I’m just going to revel in my idyllic summer activities and pretend that they are going to last forever. Even though I know, like my children’s childhoods, they’ll be gone faster than the box of band-aids I just bought.