I feel like rewarding the kids. Their hard work this year culminated in even harder work; last week we pounded the pavement and cleaned the house inside and out, anticipating familial visits. They put up with going to church twice (farewell for cousin, homecoming for friend...), hiking a couple of miles, and exclusion from late bed-times and grown-up conversations. Then after the last couple of relatives left last night, we cleaned more. The kids have worked so very hard for so very long. They deserve a day off.
Tomorrow we'll start our routine. We'll figure out when we'll head to the library, the museums, the parks, do crafts, go swimming, take a vacation or two or three or four...but not today.
Today is June First. We're taking it slow.