Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Here Comes The Bus

Kris Fletcher

At last, my kids are back in school.

I am very blessed to be able to stay home with my children. I know that, and truly, I am grateful that when my husband and I decided this was what was best for us, it was possible. But that doesn't mean that there aren't times when being a mom-in-residence becomes a little - shall we say, challenging? Especially after two and a half months of summer break.

It was a good summer. My youngest son was home from university for seven weeks, something that is unlikely to ever happen again, given the way his program is structured. There was a trip to visit cousins at their lake home, and bonfires, and fireflies, and a couple of visits to Boston, and a visit from the California son, and treks to Canada, and games of Cheat over leisurely lunches. There were dips in the neighbors' pool and endless afternoons when all the neighborhood kids took over our dead-end road for bike rides and games of foursquare. There were camps and playground programs and visits to the apple farm and the Spongebob and Minion movies, both of which turned out to be very good for parental napping.

It was indeed a good summer. But dear Heaven, I am ready to have a quiet house and multiple hours in which to work. Because believe it or not, I have a hard time being creative with half the neighborhood running through my office and Taylor Swift telling me to Shake It Off over and over and over again.

So much as I love my children and much as I am grateful for our time together, I offer my apologies to John Lennon as I break into the End of Summer Song.

Here Comes The Bus
(to the tune of Here Comes The Sun)

Here comes the bus, here comes the bus,
And I say, about time

Little darlings, it's been a long and fun-filled summer.
Little darlings, I love you but it's time to go.

Here comes the bus, here comes the bus,
And I say, about time

Little darlings, the smile's returning to my face, yeah
Little darlings, it seems like years since I've been free

Here comes the bus, here comes the bus,
And I say, about time

School, school, school, time for school
School, school, school, time for school
School, school, school, time for school
School, school, school, time for school
School, school, school, time for school

Little darlings, I feel my brain cells atrophying
Little darlings, I love you but it's time to go

Here comes the bus, here comes the bus,
And I say, about time


11 comments:

Mary Preston said...

I always loved the school holidays, but was so ready for school to be back too.

kris said...

Mary, you are my sister in spirit :-)

Claire McEwen said...

Love the song! And the post. You described it all so accurately. I love my son so much and I am really lucky to get to stay home with him. But it was A LOT of time together! We were both ready for him to go back to school!

Rachel Brimble said...

Haha! This cracked me up, Kris - glad I'm not the only stay at home who loves her babies, but Lordy September is GOOD!! 😀😀

kris said...

Claire and Rachel - isn't it the most AMAZING feeling?

JackieW said...

Enjoyed reading the blog post. Brought back memories of my teaching days
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Snookie said...

Ah, fun song kris :). School here starts end of July and ends first week of June. The state's way of trying to get more into the kids so they can pass the no child left behind testing. I don't think making the school year longer has helped any though. When do your kids get out of school?

joye said...

I liked the poem. reminds me of those days
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Angel Smits said...

Cute. Makes me almost miss my kids being that little and still at home...almost. :)

kris said...

Snookie, around here we start the day after Labor Day and go until the final stretch of June. And I'm with you - I don't think that more time is the answer. To me, that's just another way of adults trying to make kids pay for adult screw-ups, you know?

Joye, thanks!

Angel, LOL!

penney said...

Both my daughters have gone back to school and collage they are home every day afterwards but it is so quite here with out them.
Penney

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