Are any of you still on summer “vacation”?

What. The. Heck.

My daughter is only three, and yeah, technically she doesn’t even need to be in school. But I need her to be in school.  Like, yesterday.  However she doesn’t start for two more weeks.  It’s September, people! By the time she goes back to school, she will have been on break for FOUR FREAKING MONTHS.

In the meantime, my son is getting his molars and has been waking up multiple times every night for the past few weeks.  Between that and the endless summer, I have officially gone crazy.  In my madness, I penned a little ditty to the tune of Grease’s, “Summer Nights.” Unfortunately I don’t have the technical skills (or the musical skills) to film a cute YouTube video of me singing it, so you’ll have to sing it to yourself. And don’t pretend like you don’t know the song.  I know you do.

 

 

SUMMER DAYS

Summer vaca, kids having a blast

Summer vaca, it just lasts and it lasts

I swear it’s true, I’m losing my mind

Kids don’t care, they think it’s fine

 

Summer days, not drifting away, no no

Endless summer days

 

Well-a-well-a-well-a, huh

Two weeks more, two weeks more

Camps are making me poor

Two weeks more, two weeks more

Moms start drinking at four

 

The college kids have all left town

There’s not a babysitter to be found

Go to the park again and again

Tell me why we paid this month’s tuition?

 

Summer sun, school has not begun, oh no

Endless summer days

 

Well-a-well-a-well-a, huh

Two weeks more, two weeks more

How can days go so slow?

Two weeks more, two weeks more

These kids really must go

 

My kids’ new parent is PBS

I simply could not care less

Four months of summer is just plain cruel

Our neighborhood doesn’t even have a pool

 

Summer fun, can it please be done, but no

Endless summer days

 

Well-a-well-a-well-a, huh

Two weeks more, two weeks more

Don’t think we’ll make it alive

Two weeks more, two weeks more

I think I’ll have a good cry

 

Shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop

Shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, yeah!

 

It’s too hot to go outside

But in the house it’s just whining and cries

My kid gives attitude just like a teen

I’m over this, you know what I mean?

 

Summer heat, just can’t be beat, oh oh

Endless summer days

 

Well-a-well-a-well-a, huh

Two weeks more, two weeks more

The administrations don’t care

Two weeks more, two weeks more

How the parents will fare

 

It turns colder, but summer won’t end

Feels like preschool won’t ever begin

Does Labor day not mean a thing?

It’s time to go and pour me a drink

 

Parents’ dreams, ripped at the seams

Because, oh, endless summer days!

 

Two weeks more, two weeks more!