This year my kids had a special, albeit brief, eight-week summer vacation — the normal amount of weeks is twelve. Well, school has started now, and it’s been a big adjustment for all of us.
Just as we were getting in our groove of pajamas all day, late breakfasts and late bedtimes, we found ourselves back in the grind. I thought I was ready for our busy schedules to return. I thought I’d welcome early mornings and early bedtimes.
Turns out, not so much.
It still feels like summer vacation around here, but really it’s just still summer. . . now with school and all of its corresponding activities.
If I sounds like I’m complaining, I suppose I am. I’m just being real.
You don’t even have to turn the oven on. (Which, since it still is summer, you might not want to do.)
I’m going to serve this over the weekend at a barbecue and pretend we’re still on summer vacation. It’s the kind of dessert one permits themselves to have on vacation, after all. Indulge!
P.S. And not to worry, we’re back to the full twelve weeks next summer.