The Summer Grind

School is not even out yet but I’m exhausted.  Granted it’s my own fault but I like to blame it on the summer anyway.  Swim team practices started on Tuesday and even though only Lizzy and Bri agreed to participate this summer it still involves three or four drives between our house and the pool.  If I can’t leave Will at home I have to find something for him to do while Lizzy is swimming.  It’s not fair to expect him to wait and watch other kids swimming.  (Besides -- the one time I tried it last year he took off his shirt and tried to jump in the pool.  I stopped him but screaming was involved.)  However, I realized (I know it only took a year –shut up) there is a lovely park with walking paths next to the pool.  I’ll take Will for a walk while we wait for Lizzy.  He’ll love that!  When I take him on walks around our neighborhood he asks for a piggyback and tries to make me carry him.