In your face, basically.
My son complained to me that he has been having a boring summer, and now it's almost over.
My first reaction: Here! Do some chores!
My second reaction: Yeah, well, MY summer hasn't exactly been full of WOOOOO-HOOOO! either.
My third reaction: Wait a minute, buster...
We went swimming:
We hung out with family:
We went camping:
We went to Fort Point:
We went to the fair twice - where you conquered the roller coaster:
And the second time? You won the screaming contest.
We tried every hamburger joint in town:
And we put your hiney in a sling and launched it skyward:
You hammered our front porch into a colorful scene of chalk carnage:
You got a booster shot without drama:
And you enjoyed 6th grade orientation.
You also went to the river with your grandparents, the beach a couple times and attended two different camps for two different weeks and I've gotta say, buddy, I know it's not like we were in Disneyland, but summer hasn't been an exercise in boredom.