Growing up Labor Day meant the end of summer--the beginning of school, last cook out of the summer and the beginning of crisp, cool nights. Now school starts before Labor Day. The new clothes are usually more 'summer wear'; no one is donning the 'fall' type purple jackets or moss green long sleeved tees on the first day anymore. And the start of school is the real end of summer--ask a kid.
But that is not my biggest issue. My issue is the fact that we work so hard to get kids on the 'back to school' schedule and then 'surprise!' it's a long weekend and you can sleep in like it's summer...again. And then you get to fight to get back into the early night/early morning sleep routine. Cranky kids and an extra day home. Oh joy!
Now if we could go back to starting school after Labor Day, I'd have no problem with the holiday. There would be real symbolism. I'd enjoy the end of summer feel it would bring. But when Labor Day is after summer has been history for a week or so--well this day is just a plain ol' pain in the butt.
So yeah--I hate this American holiday even if it was originally created to celebrate the American Unions--tell me to go to Russia. Oh and by the way, I think baseball is boring and I make my apple pies with Fuji apples and sliced ginger.