Students across the Lone Star State are thrilled.
They are on – or are about to be on – Spring Break. But, as Kari Anne Roy with the Typewriter Rodeo writes, parents across the Lone Star State may not exactly be celebrating.
Sun and sand.
Boobs and booze.
It’s that time of year when everything stops, frozen.
Except the opposite of actually frozen because it’s gorgeous outside.
Spring Break, oh Spring Break,
I remember what you used to be.
When it wasn’t just a scramble for childcare,
When it wasn’t a portent of the summer doldrums to come.
But I still love you, I do.
Even when your booze and boobs is overcome by babysitters,
And too many, just way too many, of those gross chocolate eggs.