Summer Blues?...

I have to say I was kind of dreading this summer.  Not having enough to do vs. having too much.  Hearing "Mom, I'm bored.".  Hearing too much video game music.  Running here and there and not enjoying it.   I'm not dreading it anymore.  I realized, well, re-realized, that I have one son and he is the only child I'll ever and I have to cherish everything, no matter how small, with him.  So we are only doing one camp, Mario Brothers will not be an everyday thing, and one of his parents probably needs to learn how to rollerblade (not me, I hope).  
I was basically worried that he would not have enough to do and I'd feel guilty about it.  This dwelled on me for a while and then my husband talked some sense into me.  All that matters is that we are together! Not how many play dates he has or how many camps and activities I line up for him.  There is so much pressure sometimes on kids to DO things.  I think this becomes overwhelming.  I want my boy to do things, but not too much.  I hear other moms make play dates 7 days a week and I am just not that kind of mom.  I hear parents have 7 days worth of activities and sports and camps for their children but I disagree.  I think kids get burned out.  They need the summer to relax and have fun.  That is what I plan to do for my little guy.
 I think we will have a great summer together - a play date here or there, the pool, family vacation, a trip or three to the aquarium, driving range fun, and family and friend visits, oh, and roller blading (yikes).  I think this first week he will mostly sleep in.   That has been the pattern in the past.  I'm now looking forward to this summer with my little man and I'm not afraid of him NOT having a good time.  I think we will enjoy each other's company a lot and have a summer to remember!