Usually around this time of year I go through a small panic. Summer is around the corner and we haven’t made any plans and WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH THE KIDS ALLLLLLL SUMMER? How the heck are we not going to kill each other?! Then… I have to take a deep breath and remind myself that at the end of every summer I’ve actually loved the time spent together and I’m sad to send the kids back to school. Last summer was a huge exception to our normal…