I hate summer. I know most families love summer, because it means a break in the kids’ homework routine and sports schedule. It means sending the kids to the swim club for the day or to some amazing camp for weeks. If the family is super lucky, the kids are enrolled in the town recreational camp during the week and, on the weekend, everyone goes to the families’ lake house. Those months fly by until school resumes in early September. 

My summers look nothing like that.

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