Last/ First Days

Friday was the last official day of winter and hence, Saturday was the first official day of Spring. The confusing thing is that when your birthday arrives, you turn another age. When Christmas arrives, you get presents, guaranteed. When Spring arrives, you don't always get warm weather for the duration of the season. Why am I telling you this? Well, Lucy does not understand why she can't wear shorts, tshirts, sandals and run through the sprinkler. It is, afterall, Spring. To make things even more confusing, Friday, the last day of Winter was in the 70's. This meant that Lucy dream of shorts and tshirt came true, as did her request for a "water day". We filled the buckets with water and the girls washed their tea party dishes, their babies, their bikes and anything else that came into contact with their sponge.

As you can see, Lucy is thrilled to be in her shorts. They are SHORTs. Her legs have grown a mile since the last time she wore them. That's ok. She is perfectly ok with me buying her more shorts and tshirts. No dresses, though. She has requested a jean skirt, but only because one of her favorite music videos has kids in jean skirts.

Harper on the other hand, doesn't give a flip about clothes, right now. She just wants to make sure that she is outside as much as possible. She does like her big floppy hat, though. She decided that is was great for playing peek-a-boo, maybe not so great for running races since it flops into her eyes.

The girls spend their time taking care of baby dolls, digging in the dirt for worms, "making compost", riding bikes, kicking balls, playing with chalk and bubbles and trying to get the attention of the boys next door- anything to be outside. Lucy is most looking forward to filling a bucket with worms to take to school after spring break. We tried one day, but the worms escaped overnight, outside thankfully. The girls also love to give me sprout reports and tell me where new buds are on the flowers, trees and shrubs. We have even spotted a bird sitting on eggs in her nest.

Ian and I have longed for a backyard where we could release the kids and they could run free and play for hours at a time. Now that we have one, it has not disappointed. Well, ask me again next Fall when we are raking out 60th bag of leaves, again. Until then, bring on the shorts and the longer days!