I know you perhaps ave heard it said that the month of August is basically the Sunday of Summer or the Sunday of Months of the year.
Well, I think that all depends on how you look at it. As a child, I didn’t want August to show up for it meant going back to school. It meant no more beach days, no more running wild under the water hose with other kids and laughing. No more climbing trees and hiding the bruises from falling out of them from your mom. No more too sweet lemonade you sold from a stand you and your friends put together and adults bought a cup just to be polite and poured it out behind your back after learning you and your friends made it all yourselves. :D!
I tried to fend August off as long as possible.
But as an adult and a parent, it couldn’t arrive fast enough to send the kids back to school. We see things different as a child than when we are adults.
As an adult, August has a different meaning. It’s a time to take it easy and relax before jumping back into the havoc of everyday life restarting again in late August or early September depending on where you lives.
So enjoy your lazy days of summer. They will be over before you blink.