Evidently, spring is here to stay.
We have been enjoying more unseasonably warm weather, and spending more of each school day outdoors, accordingly.
Though our backyard remains a giant, muddy blank slate, there is still much fun to be had in the fresh air and sunshine.
(my alarm clock)
In other news, it pains me to admit that Little Man seems to be outgrowing his daily nap. A moment of silence, please.
Most days he happily spends the duration of naptime singing to his stuffed animals in bed, tossing his pillows into the hallway and dissecting his duvet from the cover (which is my very favorite thing, said no one ever).
(eldest daughter) “How many years have you and Daddy been married?” (me) “Fourteen. We were married in 2001, so you just subtract a year from the last two digits of whatever year it is. How many years will we have been married in 2052?” “You’ll be dead.”
(center sister, while listening to the classic oldies station) “The Beach Boys, and other ’80’s music, always reminds me of summer.”
(Little Man, leaving church today) “Bye-bye, Teacher. Hoo-hoo!” *the teacher in his favorite book series is an owl