Spring break?

Well, the excitement has been building for a couple of weeks now, it was at a fever pitch this week at the school and at our house: Spring break! The kids are squirrelly with excitement. As at Winter break this year, the big excitement of Easter happens in the first couple of days, leaving the entire rest of the break to be filled with diminishing expectations. So, its a break from school where we all realize that school is in fact, pretty cool. Until June, when it looks boring again. We're not doing anything exciting. SysGuy will be continuing apace with the gainful employment thing he's got going to keep us warm and dry (thanks honey!). I plan to try to paint the boys' room as part of the incremental process of eradicating the pale mauve paint that was slathered over the interior of the house when we bought it. I'm thinking of letting the boys help with one wall of many colors. We'll see how patient I'm feeling when the time comes. There is a flower farm in Carlsbad that has a sweet pea maze. I'd like to take them there on Tuesday, 'cause I'd like to see it, we're suckers for mazes here. At the end of the week we might pop (!) up to Sacramento to visit relatives. Like I said, not too exciting. And that's how I like it. We are not a religious family, but Sysguy and I are open to season change celebrations just to fit in. So the boys have been dreaming out loud of what the Easter Bunny will bring. When did Easter become a mini Christmas? It never was when I was a kid, and it has never been for our kids. The pervasive advertising of Easter crap seems to have given them the idea that there is the possibility that there will be toys. There won't be toys. It is a purely sugar driven holiday here chez kmbrknits. I hope they won't be too disappointed, but I feel that as a parent it is my job to help them learn how to deal with disappointment. Its hard. I hate to disappoint the kids. It would be much easier to just give them everything they want and see them super happy for 30 second bursts. I worry about those 30 second bursts of excitement. The thrill of new stuff is addictive meth that keeps you from being able to appreciate the pleasures of old stuff (or just life) after a while. You just wander around hoping for the next hit. I prefer them to cannibalize their old toys to make new things. Its fun to see what they come up with. For all of us. Happy Spring Everyone!