The munchkins have played in the water, camped outside with their dad, tormented librarians, gone to softball games, toured the water treatment center and made lots of meaningless crafts.
But they have also screamed "I hate you" at each other, tried to strangle one another, been grounded to each other (they had to hold hands all day), and caused my angry, ugly voice to be heard throughout the neighborhood.
Today, as a consequence of excessive bickering, I am taking them on a bike ride. Hopefully the fresh air and exercise will do them some real good.
Next week I am going to start them on a little project called the WinKid's Field Guide (a little knock-off of the Spiderwick Field Guide). We're going to explore the life around us with camera, pen and notebook.
When I was growing up summer's were full of exploration and excitement. My siblings and I spent our days in the hills behind our house, or in the barn, or in the canyon. They are some of my fondest memories. Maybe I can help my kids have some of the same.
So far so good.