is almost over. I am now ready for a break of my own. I’m a bit concerned about how we’ll handle the summer.
We had some good times this week, though. We got to see some extended family, spent some time horseback riding (J. & K. both want to know when we’re going again); and did a bit of rock scrambling near Estes Park. The kids saw a museum or two. The younger two are now thoroughly ready to return to school. J. is less excited about that, but I think he’ll like returning to a more regular routine, even if he’s not thrilled with what that routine is.
We’ve made it through the week without any major meltdowns–unless you count me falling apart on my husband Thursday morning. But I’ve managed to pull myself mostly back together, and we’re looking forward to a new week.