"Mama," my eight-year-old son said. "I'm sad."
"Why are you sad?" I asked.
"Because it's the last day of summer vacation."
"Yeah," I said. "I guess that is kind of sad. So, what are you going to do?"
He thought about that. "Hmmm. I'm going to fish and look for turtles. Then I'm going to go swimming. Then I'm going to have a picnic. Then I'm going to bike all around the neighborhood. Then I'm going to play with my friends. And I don't know what else."
So, on this last day of summer vacation, we went to the lake. We went to the pool. The kids biked around the block. They played with their friends. And yes, we even had a picnic.
It was a great last day of summer vacation!