It rained all winter. A mix of rain and snow actually. And now that the sun has come out. Spring has arrived. Warmth has freed me from all of the layers. And I'm feeling awfully cooped up this week.
It's raining again. Today was Day 2. Only. And it verged on the brink of beautiful and then hilarious followed by insane every hour.
Two of the three kids were in pajamas still at 4 o'clock this afternoon.
At one point I actually found myself 'hiding' in the bathroom from my "I WANT a VIDEO!" screaming 3-year-old who had a burnt finger from helping make granola. She was a bit out of sorts today. And I, for whatever reason, decided to 'not give in' to the demands. After an hour of the hollering though I started to wonder at my own persistence. Then my stubborn streak held strong. Whatever.
"Don't give in when she yells like that!" Hmmm... "Wait, now what is really wrong with curling up to a video when you just feel plain old cooped up and crappy?" By the time I realized my potential error, it was already near dinner, bath and bedtime. The momentum hour. The "let's get this thing all wrapped up for the day" time every evening.
Well, after an odd day, described as "a bit of roller coaster mixed in with crazy" over frozen pizza and a bottle of Malbec...I'm ready to start a new day tomorrow.
Sunshine, please come back for a visit. I miss you. We all miss you.