No school tomorrow

It’s a typical Sunday evening, except without the deadline. It doesn’t matter what time everyone goes to bed: no alarm clock’s going to go off at 6 a.m. in the morning.

On the one hand, that’s great. To me, summer is freedom, late mornings, no homework, no early bedtime. On the other: what’s Alex going to think when, in a couple of months, he returns to school, but to an entirely new building? He’ll be in summer school this year (we decided he didn’t get that much out of camp) but that always takes place in a different site from his September-through-June school. He’s used to that. Then he’ll have a week or so of recreation that he always enjoys. Then a week (actually slightly less than a week) of sleepaway camp that he doesn’t enjoy that much, but which is a very sweet week for us.

Macy's fireworks in Manhattan, 2008 (photo by Neotint, flickr.com)

Then possibly a family vacation to Cape Cod because school starts so late this year. Then middle school.

For now I’m feeling that toe-wriggling feeling of freedom and happiness that comes when you know next weekend is July 4, and there’s no school tomorrow.