With a big sigh, and if I can be totally honest, a lot of trepidation, we're staring down the barrel of summer.

My husband and I both work out of the house, and this is just about how summers usually go around here: Strong start, busy middle, cranky ending with a very long recovery time. I never seem to get any of my work done and end up being frustrated. Neither one of us has very much tolerance for chaos, so the unstructured days, while they sound great, end up playing havoc on our nerves as the kids run in and out.
But really, if ONLY Truman would run in and out. I can never get him out to play with the other kids. Navigating the intricate social structure of the pack of neighborhood kids is very tough for him, and he ends up preferring to just play video games. Alone. Every day.

Since I don't get much work done anyway in the summer, I've decided to really try to get out there with him this summer and help him figure out how to play with kids. How to do other things besides hide in video games. I don't know if it'll work. But what the hell?