The ever-popular Disney cartoon Phineas and Ferb taunts me. As we're approaching the half-way point of our own summer vacation, I'm beginning to grow extremely jealous (and slightly bitter!) of this cartoon lifestyle!
For starters - 104 days of summer vacation? Really?? The Daughters and I have 77 days, including weekends. And in-service days. And doctor's appointments. I'd love to teach in Phineas and Ferb's school district. Any district that
offers 104 days of summer vacation is clearly looking out for the mental and emotional health of its teachers. Of course, I'd keep The Daughters in their own district. Wouldn't want to cause them the undue stress of transitioning to a new school, right?
Secondly, Phineas and Ferb's momma is never home! That woman has something to do and some place to go every stinkin' day! I love my family, but for heaven's sake, a momma needs a break every once in a while - and not just to go grocery shopping at Hellmarts either! I will give her this: She gets that annoying call from Candace every day like clockwork, but when she returns home, her house is in tip top shape and the project that the boys are working on is completely gone, leaving no mess behind. True story: One time I went to the gas station to get a bag of ice. I left The Daughters at home with The Dad. I was gone 10 minutes, got three phone calls from three different family members and came home to 2 inches of water standing in the bathroom and 17 new loads of laundry.
Maybe that's her secret: The laundry never needs to be done! They wear the same clothes every day. That would certainly relieve some stress in my life. Wait. What am I saying? That would relieve ALL the stress in my life!! I wouldn't have to hear from Daughter 1 how she doesn't have anything to wear! I also wouldn't have to try and figure out when Daughter 2 has the time to change her clothes 35 times a day so she can stay "fresh". Why does a seven-year-old even need to be "fresh"??
Additionally, I've never heard the Phineas & Ferb family say these things: I'm bored. I'm not eating that. There's nothing to do. I'm hungry. She started it. I didn't do it. Where are you going? Why do I have to? How come you're drinking sangria for breakfast?
Yes, I do realize I'm jealous of a fictional cartoon character. (Is that redundant? Fictional and Cartoon?) But, I do have to say this: If I could trade places with anyone in the world for just one day, I would SO trade with Linda Flynn-Fletcher, but not before 10:00 central/mountain time, on any given morning!
