I'm laughing over all the Facebook and blog posts about flipping on the air conditioning so early in the year, about flowers in full bloom and it's not yet Easter, about wearing white before Memorial Day... oh the seasonal drama! And I'm right in the mix of the drama. Happy for the beautiful weather but wondering what crazy temps may be in store for the summer. Happy to be in capris and flip-flops but desperately needing some color to my winter skin.
Is it horrible for me to admit that I'm kind-of-sort-of jealous that my kids already have faint tan lines? How come their skin shows an early summer glow already and mine doesn't?
We are on our third bag of popsicles, and it's only March. My boys love them and very generously offer them to all the neighbor kids. Thank you Wal-Mart for selling a ginormous-sized bag for just a couple bucks. Surprisingly, even Miss Pickier Than Picky likes the cold, drippy treat, too.
Since there was no snow this year to make snow angels, the boys decided to try making, um, driveway-print angels. I took pictures. Annalyse stared. And I think the neighbor mowing his lawn across the street did some staring, too.