Kids don't care if the water is only 50 degrees, foul-smelling, green and filled with last summer's bugs and diseases. As soon as their bathing suit is on and the American flag is hanging high, they are off and running for the closest water source.
I suppose I thought making a memorable summer for my girls had to include traveling to new and exciting places, but we seem to have made a million little memories just enjoying the simple things summer has to offer right at home.
I chased my kids across cement pool decks convinced they would rearrange their teeth with a single misstep. And just when one child was old enough to understand the rules, the next was ripe and ready to give me a workout.
Parents are feeling ill at ease and restless. It's coming. The end is nigh. For some, it's already here. It's spreading across the nation. Soon, we'll all be swarmed and overrun by hungry hordes of (sanity) killers.
I had mumbled something to the twins about their excessive X-Box use or texting, asking them when they were going to turn it off and work around the house. But, then, one of the twins said to me: "Mom, can we just relax?" Oh, that hit home.