The first week of June meant Huck saying goodbye to elementary school by accepting awards and taking a memory walk through Fayetteville’s oldest school while sweet younger kids chanted “Good luck!” and “Fourth Grade!  Fourth Grade!” and “We will miss you!”  It meant a special visit from Nana and a celebratory dinner with favorite friends at a favorite pizza parlor.  It meant the beginning of summer camp at The New School for all three of us: me as Coordinator, Troy as Preschool Teacher and Huck as Shy New Camper.  It meant discovering a job perk by joining the 4th grade skating rink field trip and doing a few laps with my boy.  (Because if you finally go back to work full-time when your son turns ten you might as well have him at work with you come summertime.)  It meant Troy’s dumb phone finally breaking into two pieces which meant finally getting him a smart phone.  It meant my first snake sighting of the season.  It meant joining our beloved Mount Sequoyah pool and spending every spare moment there.  It meant Huck’s first Fayetteville slumber party with his best friend Ravi, which meant staying up till midnight singing jazz standards in their beds and a morning of sprinkler swinging in flannel pajamas.  It meant almost finishing the Harry Potter series.  And it meant taking many spontaneous hammock naps.

Second week of June?  Let’s drop it down a summer notch or two.