Summer Candy

OK, it isn't technically summer yet. But we're eating cottoncandy outdoors, J.'s school year ends next week; we're flipping in flops-or is it flopping in flips? We're going to our church's family camping retreat this weekend and getting invitations for summer weddings. In addition, to C. and J.'s severe disappointment, it is certainly still light outside when the boys go to bed, hence this Robert Louis Stevenson classic:

Bed in Summer

In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?