Time for some more gallery gorgeousness from the O! And since it’s the start of summer in some places, let’s see what that means for our scrappers. But wait! Are you thinking pics of beaches, road trips and popsicles? Naaaaaww…that’s not what summer really means to scrappers. I’m going to let you in on the secret summer
lives thoughts of scrappers.
See if this sounds a bit familiar (and it’s okay..you don’t have to point at the screen while hollering “THAT is SO true!” or wondering if we’ve been spying on you).
So there you are, enjoying the peace and quiet all alone like in this gorgeous Porch View layout by IntenseMagic when….all of a sudden.. you hear voices and then little humans come into view..YOUR little humans (or maybe the little humans of your neighbors). “Where did they come from?” you grumble to yourself. “Aren’t they supposed to be in school?!” you wonder. And then it hits you…School (gasp!) is over (sob)! And they’re home for hours and days and MONTHS! (Shriek!) What to do?!
So you reluctantly leave your quiet place and think of something FUN (as in quiet and not likely to disturb your work/scrap/project/Facebook time) for them to do. Ah-ha! You know just the thing: Stick a camera in their hands and letting them enjoy what you enjoy as in Oldvwblues’ Little Photographer layout. Besides, with enough practice, this could net you some extra photos to scrap..to join the 10 million other ones you haven’t scrapped or deleted off your memory card yet. (Hey..we’re not judging.. We have one or …okay.. a COUPLE of memory cards like that!) Anyway, that doesn’t last as long as you thought it would and now they’re sumo wrestling across the furniture so it’s outdoor time now, now, NOW!
Ahhh..better..they’re outside and getting some fresh air and exercise like the happy girl in SharLamb’s layout No More Training Wheels. This is working. It’s great; they’re happy and exuberantly yelling outside, away from you (Sorry, neighbors!) and you’re finally able to get out of your referee outfit and back to …. Oh, wait! They’re no longer happily going in circles but have built a ramp and are attempting to jump their bikes over the neighbor’s new car with something strapped to their backs that looks like……Fluffy! ..or baby sister! or the new mini cam to record their attempt for the Guinness Book of World Records! “Stop! Stop! STOP!” you screech as you propel yourself through the air to land in front of them. “What were you thinking?!” you ask incredulously. “We’re….(oh no, nooooo..that dreaded word!) BORED!” they whine. Aaarrgh! This calls for serious intervention so you call the hot line and inform the man that he needs some bonding time with his kids (sure you spent 72 hrs in natural childbirth with no epi and just lousy ice chips for snacks but right now their HIS). He promises something fun when he gets home so you corral them all, return catatonic Fluffy to the neighbors and scurry back to the house.
The threat of missing Dad’s fun bought you some peace and quiet for the rest of the day and now he’s home. And what’s this? He has some REALLY great stuff that they can all do OUTSIDE. Yes, he is your prince, your Superman, your knight in a beat-up white 2005 Ford van…and the kids are ALL his. Yippee! They’re having so much fun playing with the RC planes like in Jumlai’s fabulous Come and Play layout with the cool speed technique. Hmmm..Can he stay home tomorrow and you can show up in his place?
Slowly you get into a routine and the days get better but sooner or later, you think… “The walls are closing in. It’s time for a day trip!” So you pack enough sunscreen for a few days, enough clothes for a week and enough food for a month. Then you herd them all into the car and wave serenely as they back out and your hero drives off with the whole noisy bunch to the lake. You can just imagine all the fun
you’ll have home alone they’ll have and it pretty much looks like Tanderson’s Life Unplugged. Ahhhhhh….life is good (and quiet!). Much too soon the day passes and they’re back..with smelly fish and smelling like fish..and oh, the PILES of laundry and clean-up and you try remember why this was a good idea. But they’re toasted by the sun and happy and fall asleep in mid-chatter about what a great time they had..and yeah, your tired Mama Grinch heart softens and it’s worth it.
Before you know it, it’s time for the BIG trip, the whole family trip, to somewhere far away like the beach in Paula Kesselring’s Miami Beach layout. You complain about all you have to pack and grumble about the hours in the van but once you’re there..and the salty spray mists you and you feel those little hands slip about you and hug you close, you’re glad..so glad it’s summer and you’re there and with them and experiencing this together.
So that’s it! The TRUE story of what we do (and think ) on summer breaks. As for the rest who choose to maintain their innocence and claim that they cannot relate to any portion of this post at all….ummmm…ohhhkaaayyyy. (We promise to keep your secret thoughts to ourselves.) So go on out there and enjoy the start of summer…and don’t forget to scrap those precious, fleeting days!