In my head, I always romanticize the idea of summer. The warmth of the sun. The tan glisten of my skin. Endless days that bleed into beautiful sunsets……… Then I remember that I’m a mom of young kids………. (Sigh) How do I forget this? My memory has taken a profound beating after having three kids. Now that reality has finally sunk in – let me remind you that the sun now signals the need for a boatload of sunblock and room darkening curtains in every child’s bedroom. And the only thing my pasty skin glistens with… is sweat. Sweat from carting an entire house to the beach for the day. And pasty because I’m stuck outside in the heat watching my older two play while I hide in the shade with the baby each day. Summer involves… a lot of coffee and snacks and outfit changes. I always tend to forget how the beauty of summer is so exhausting!