Bring It On, Maycember!

Why is May trying to kill us?  I keep hearing folks discussing this Maycember phenomenon, so I know it’s not just me.  May is out of its mind.  May is drunk and needs to go home. The field trips and end-of-the-year projects alone are enough to make your head spin. Then add in the sports and activities that are starting, not to mention the extracurriculars that are wrapping up, all with lots of paperwork and fanfare and DETAILS.  Oh, the details. 

I don’t know if I’m coming or going, but I’m probably late either way. And I definitely forgot the napkins I signed up to bring along. It’s a lot of work to have fun these days (or, more accurately, to help your kids have fun), even if you don’t volunteer to be the coach or team parent (spoiler alert: I did not), even if you’re not a teacher.  Hats off to all those folks, though. They deserve allllll the hats. Along with whatever other accessories you happen to be wearing.  

But fear not, brave parents! There is a bright side to May. We get to be outside again!  Finally. And the outdoors has a lot to offer in May. Mama and Papa geese shepherding their fuzzy babies into the water…

…a carpet of purple flowers at the park (yes, they will probably be mowed down shortly by some well-meaning groundskeeper, but they are gorgeous for now)…

…even just the sky. Just look up, folks.  

I especially love to see scenes like these while I’m out on a run, because it means I have to stop running in order to capture the picture.  And it’s justified.  I mean, the serious runners zipping by in their fancy gear can’t look askance at a person pausing to record the beauty of nature on their iPhone.  Can they?

May also means we get to be out on the water again.  I don’t know if I can explain how much I love floating on the lake and seeing the Winneconne water tower in the distance.  Even if I’m holding my husband’s fishing net while doing so.  

May is when we get to raise the baby chicks.  

It’s when we get to do messy outdoor projects, like tie dye.  

May is when we harvest our first crop from the garden.

And we get to take selfies on the dock with our littles.  🙂

So bring it on, Maycember.  I got this.