Gone, Daddy, Gone

Where has it gone? I always think of the 4th as the mid-point of the summer and it flew right past. Chad and i came to the crushing realization today that we have three weekends left this summer where we are not committed to being somewhere or are having houseguests. Three lazy weekends left.

Except you know they won't be lazy. We are faced with three weekends left to finish our spring yardwork, stain the deck, go to a waterpark (or even just the pool, we still haven't even done that) celebrate my birthday and any number of crazy summertime things. We still haven't even purchased the hammock for being lazy in that we swore that we would.

The sprinkler came out for the first time today. What are we doing to ourselves? To our kid? Were summers always this busy when we were kids and we just don't remember?