One hour and eighteen minutes into summer vacation, my son just walked in the house and said, "I'm bored."
(Should I even mention that 22 of those minutes were spent downing celebratory end-of-school Blizzards at Dairy Queen?)
So, of course, I gave him "the stare" and pretty much recited what I wrote in the first line of this blog post. In the past, I've been the mom who says, "Really? Well, I'm sure I can find you some chores to do..."
Which is fine. But I'd like to get a little more creative this year. Ideas, anyone?