Spring has sprung here on the East Coast
and it has been just lovely outside.
The birds are singing
the squirrels are running about
chattering and playing
Baseball season has kicked off again
Chris is playing his last year of
coach pitch and is a Cub again
with the same coach.
Kate starts up drama practice
culminating in a May production
of High School Musical.
Trey may or may not play soccer
depending on how motivated
his parents feel.
Poor third child.
Spring heralds many other changes as well:
--the changeover from comforter to quilt
--the storing of the flannel sheets
(my newest love this winter has been
fleece sheets. OMG, heaven!)
--the frequent changes of clothes as
the kids layer and disrobe as the temperature
rises and drops.
--the shoes that are drying from Trey
wading in the creek two days ago
--the tupperware containers scattered
in the backyard, used to catch worms
and roly poly bugs
We won't even go into me forcibly shaving my daughter's
armpits after nearly being choked to death,
even though she insists she is using deoderant.
My gosh, she is growing so fast.
She has grown another five inches since April.
She is in the last size in the kid catalogs of LL Bean
and Lands End before we have to look at the Women's clothes!
I am doing my best to keep her from knowing
there are other types of clothes and
Junior departments out there.
Although, she knows all this stuff.
She is just having mercy on me.
From what my friends have all told me,
13 or 14 is the magic age
where I become intolerable.
Okay, my ramblings are done
Traditions and belt buckles.
5 hours ago