The end of summer is met with mixed emotions in my house. My 6th grader is ecstatic to begin middle school, but can’t stop talking about her amazing summer of camp, horseback riding and travel.

“Too bad you aren’t able to swim and suntan in the cafeteria at lunch,” she sighs. “Wouldn’t it be great if you could water-ski in the playground?”

Gone are the lazy days of sleeping till 8 a.m., having breakfast at 8:30 a.m still in your PJ’s and plopping down in front of the TV like it is Saturday morning every day.

She has read all kinds of books, has had fabulous memories with friends (new and old), and has had the luxury of attending sleep away camp for 3 ½ glorious weeks (without having to bicker with her sister or obey her parents). 

We even had some adventurous travel including white water rafting in northern Maine (a thrill of a lifetime), and a moose safari by canoe (which would have been better had we seen the moose while in the canoe on the serene lake rather than crossing the road). We enjoyed the late nights of summer and all the ice cream we could eat!

Even on the drive home, while counting down the days till she sees her friends at the famous scavenger hunt on meet the teacher day, she is still sad to see summer come to an end.

So, instead of saying good-bye to summer, her younger sister’s advice is to relive those fantastic moments by writing them all down in a summer story that she can read over and over again. Not bad advice for an 8 year old!