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Because of our friend's sudden, unexpected death and my Hubby's lengthy work hours, our summer holiday nearly slipped by unnoticed like last year's-- the summer from Hades while the Hubby was deployed.
Determined to not have "Parent's Remorse" on the first day of school this term (you know that feeling, when the children who drove you absolutely insane for six weeks enter the building and you're left standing there alone in the deafening silence wondering where the time went), we forced them to go to castles, a neolithic flint mine, a medieval war reenactment and the very last day of their break, a boat ride on the Norfolk Broads.
I did say when we moved here that I wanted to ride on the broads before we left. Every time I crossed a bridge in the Norwich area, I restated that goal.
Monday (Labor Day to you, nothing over here), we hopped on a boat and toured the broads. The first two hours were fun for the kids. 
The second two hours (I know, what moron sticks her young children on a four-hour saunter down a river?) weren't so much so. They were tired, coming off a sugar high (they had pocket change and the boat sold sweets) and itching to get home to kick a football around with their friends. But I'm glad we did it.
I'm hoping the kids will have selective memories.With 40 (or so) photos of smiles and giggles I hope they will remember the last day of their summer holiday as one spent with the parents who love them and boating through the beautiful English countryside.
