Summer Series First Third: Adventure

a little boy + miles of ocean and sand

a little boy + miles of ocean and sand

Today marks the beginning of the 2nd third of my summer vacation sabbatical. A little swell of panic rises up in my throat when I think that it’s one third over, but then I give a little sigh because that means 2/3’s is left! It got me thinking, though, about breaking the summer up in thirds, rather than trying to make the summer into ONE BIG THING. Case and point, the first third of the summer was full of: ADVENTURE!

Not that the next third, or the third after that, won’t be full of adventure, but I noticed that my desire right after school got out was to PLAY! We took two vacations to the beach, which meant a lot of travel, a lot of routines being broken, and a lot of coffee. It was lovely and exhausting all at the same time. The tag-line “makin’ memories’ sticks with me from a conversation I had with my mom while sitting on a driftwood bench.

Even just writing about this summer’s thirds reminds me of a book group my mother-in-law went to, which broke life up into rough thirds. I guess because they were retirement age they were in their third third? But, I think, with the birth of Potamus our life switched from the first third ADVENTURE, to this new phase of figuring out and settling down and beginning to establish a tentative routine with some tentative stability. I mean, I’m hardly running off to India for a 6 month solo trip anymore. So I wonder, maybe if the 2nd third of the summer won’t be like that a little bit? I’ve noticed, even in this past week, now that daycare is back in swing and I’m starting yoga, that we’re getting into a comfortable (albeit slightly boring at times) routine with a nice ebb and flow. So maybe this 2nd third will be called ROUTINE, or RESTING, or HEALING? I won’t know how to really categorize it until it’s over, I suppose…

So, what would you title your summer so far?

Our Little Adventurer

The Seattle weather has been sunny lately, and Potamus has been in an adventurous spirit. The other day, while Scrummy was in the backyard peeing & barking at imaginary intruders, Potamus stealthily went to the back door, slid it open a little bit more, and he was off…tentative at first, and soon he was crawling his little barefooted heiney toward the yard. I had to put the kabosh on all things outdoorsy because it was cold, he was barefoot and not wearing a coat, and had started to whine because of it. But this new adventure is exciting, it means he’s going to want to get outside and PLAY soon and hopefully spring is coming and maybe he’ll be walking and we can go to the park and explore our backyard and all sorts of fun things!

I’m glad he has his cell-phone, in case he needs to call me while he’s out.

And he's off!