Anticipation

"I just want to be repaired for when we are going swimming."

It is four minutes shy of eight o'clock, the morning of Memorial Day, the first day of my boys' summer break. My six year old is already suited up. My eight year old is trying to impress upon me the urgency with which he requires new swim goggles. Only the predawn hours of Christmas drag more slowly than the morning of opening day at the pool.