summer boredom
It’s Christmas in July!
No, this isn’t the usual lame ploy to pretend that it isn’t a bazillion degrees outside or a poor excuse for a summer sale. It’s kind of how I motivated my boys to dig through their stuff and see it with new eyes. The allure of summer had been wearing off—the boys have been out of school since a week before Memorial Day. The older one was begging for a new notebook (apparently the ones with a couple of pages written in them are considered “done”) and the younger piped in saying that he needed a new activity book. “Need” is such a subjective term. There are a lot of…