There are two weeks left for the school to begin and I have already been able to hear on several occasions the typical phrase "what do I want to have the school begin", sometimes without the presence of children and sometimes in their presence.
The day I arrived at work after the holidays there were those who asked me: “And how about the beasts?” And I, innocent of me, thought I was wrong, because I have not been to Africa! I immediately realized that he was referring to my children and evidently I replied that "good, very good".
Then I add both situations, the one in which some parents live the holidays as if they were entering an airtight room loaded with dynamite about to explode to the minimum movement and mine, in which I enjoy the holidays with my children, spending with them the time that the rest of the year I can not and I wonder: Should I want my son to start school?
In two weeks I am almost trembling (well, not so much) because I see the day is approaching. During the holidays we have gone to sleep at a relatively late hour (say between 23 and 00), we have shared all the meals, we have made some excursions in which we have all enjoyed, we have bathed in the pool and on the beach , we have gone to the movies, we have played together and they have played alone (a little while, that with dad and mom seems to be more fun) and dad and mom have come to bed rendered and often exhausted, more when we have seen more than one night that they still had energy left.
The fact is that despite the physical and psychic fatigue of taking care of your children's 24 hours, The balance is always positive and at no time I wanted the date of starting school to approach. Perhaps because it takes me a lot more noise to have to take it and pick it up and have to go back to the daily rules and routines, those that we forget on vacation to rest.
I don't know, maybe my children are still young and I may have to wait a while for them to wear me out even more when they start doing theirs in those moments when they live away from our presence (say in a camping or similar with other children ). Maybe one day I will surprise myself thinking "what do I want to start school" and then I realize that I really had a lot to know about children.
However, today, I have no desire to start, because I will see them even less than I see them now (well, the little one does not go), since my schedules will then start dancing with theirs and there will be moments when I am at home and they (he), no.
What I have clear, very clear, in spite of everything, is that if one day I surprise myself looking forward to September, I will never say it out loud to prevent my children from hearing me.
