“Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!” Aren’t those the universal words for distress? You know. The time in the movie when the ship is sinking, someone gets on the radio, and then voices out the emergency call for HELP!
That’s how I feel right now. But my words are more like, “Mayday, Mayday, the MAY days sunk ME.”
Feel me, Mama? Come June we are all about MAYday’d out. So I’m getting on that lifeboat called S.S Summer and waving bye to the sinking ship called busy.
As a mom of four the past three months of school and ALL the things have firmly kicked my tush. I’m tired. I’m exhausted. And I’m ready for days filled with margin instead of days filled with mayhem.
This summer our family bucket list is filled with the word NO.
No to baseball practice, but yes to sunsets playing catch.
No to ballet class, but yes to dance parties in the kitchen.
No to reading logs, but yes to checking out our public library.
No to eating in the car on the go, but yes to meals eaten on the front porch.
No to driving the mom taxi, but yes to splashing in the pool.
No to homework, but yes to running through the sprinkler.
No to alarm clocks, but yes to sleeping till whenever.
No to basketball uniforms, but yes to afternoons playing one-on-one.
No to end of school projects, but yes to crafts at the kitchen table.
No to memorizing spelling words, but yes to family stargazing.
No to early bedtimes, but yes to chasing fireflies.
No to soccer fields, but yes to sand castles.
No to organized activities, but yes to seizing the spontaneity of the day.
The pace called frantic wore us all plumb out. Did it you?
Let’s leave that crazy ship behind and instead set sail to a place where our kids can discover, explore, create, and just BE.
