School here ended last Friday. My eldest "graduated" from middle school and she cleaned up in the class awards: only middle school student to win two high school varsity letters (XC and track), named top orchestra student as well as exceptional achievement in almost every subject. I saw the awards and knew she would be annoyed that the program had her in the "average above 94" as compared to the "average above 97" category for Spanish (she has close to a 100 average and got a 100 on the state wide final). I wanted to see what she would say. Afterwards, of course, her one comment on the ceremony was how they screwed up the program for her Spanish award. The teacher later called our house and apologized for the mistake.
My kids are going to music camp until the end of July in Maine. Saturday was the day we blocked out to pack but I was able to get out early for a quick 30 minute open water swim in the perfect conditions of the Long Island Sound at Sunken Meadow (the Sound was like glass and they said the water was 70 degrees). I'm counting this swim as this year's first open water official swim trying to erase the nightmare memory of Eagleman. I still can't believe that I actually got in the water that day and I can't believe even more that my time in that non wetsuit swim was more than double my expectations. We followed up the swim with a little over an hour biking some hills around Kings Park then I had to get back to Operation Get-Ready-For-Camp.
The goal was to try to pack what seemed to be everything in one of many duffels for the two girls. We had some emergency shopping that had to be done but since we were strapped for time it was a buying expedition rather than a shopping expedition. I was able to sneak a new Mets hat for me in with all the camp stuff for them so all was happy. They went to bed about 2AM.
I was up early Sunday morning, loaded up the minivan and dropped the kids off Sunday in Chappaqua in Westchester County north of NYC (a little over an hour away from Casa Rockstar) to catch the bus up to music camp. The bus was a big win for us as the other option was to drive up 7 hours, drop them off, and then drive back 7 hours. My wife and I will still wind up doing this trip in a few weeks for visiting "weekend" in a few weekends.
When I came back home the inside of the house looked like a tornado hit it. What didn't get packed got scattered to the wind. Rather than immediately clean up, my wife and I went out for an unfancy dinner together last night as grownups. We also spent the afternoon together and actually spent time without one having to go one way and the other the other way meeting somewhere in the middle to swap kids. I was tired and went to sleep early in peace.
I'm sure we'll miss our kids soon.