The Never Ending....Spring Break!

By Jody Worsham
All rights reserved to lobby for year round school, again.

It has been two hours, thirty-six minutes and four seconds since Spring Break Started. The family feud has already begun spurred on by the fact that the school provided peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, an apple, chips and a cookie for lunch today and the children ate the chips and the cookie. Hunger always makes them ornery.

The first skirmish began with a property dispute over whose identical tennis racket the other child had. This was followed by a whiney repeated request to go outside and smack tennis balls against the house in the pouring rain.

Failing that, the enemy retreated to my bedroom/office where I was trying to write. They turned on “Bridezilla”, a TV show that was of no interest to the six-year-old who began to antagonize his older and stronger sibling in the hopes of a) weakening my defenses to the point I would let them hit tennis balls in the pouring rain (a prospect not as objectionable as it once was) or b) provide practice in case he decided to take up Karate or sumo wrestling. What it got them was the opportunity to move the battle front to another part of the house.

Our house has 3,000 square feet, two, count them two, designated play rooms, four television sets, an air hockey game, plus a Wii game and some kind of connect box that has yet to be connected. They each have their own bedroom with enough books to fill a small library, costumes from 7 previous Halloweens and 3 ballet recitals, enough toys to rival Toys R Us, and enough craft items to start their own Hobby Lobby. No matter, they want my undivided attention….and they are about to get it.

Only eight days, sixteen hours, twenty-nine minutes and fifty-four seconds before Spring Break becomes the topic for the next therapy session.

The weatherman is reporting more gloom and doom for the next forty-eight hours.
He doesn’t know the half of it!