Must Be Nice

The expression "it must be nice" reverberates in my head every time I get ready to drop Matthew and Jacob off for summer school, giving me about two hours of time to do whatever. Jacob qualified for the extended school year for special education services and Matthew is going to camp at the Montessori school where he will be on the other side of half day kindergarten next year. Two hours, three days a week, for two weeks is twelve hours. Last summer, I signed Matthew and Jacob up for summer camp two days a week at the preschool where they were both going last school year. But Jacob broke his foot. "It must be nice." It is nice to have time to do whatever. Don't use it against me.