Sleet.
Slush.
Snow.
Icy Mud.
Coughs. Runny Noses. Sore throats. Stomach flu. Pent-up energy. Bouncing off walls. Cabin Fever.
Tempers flaring.
Voices yelling.
Clutter-tripping.
Children fighting.
Obviously, Mother has lost her marbles.
But soon it will really be spring and we will go outside and feel the sun and find reasons to spend the mornings at the park and kids will ride bikes in the afternoons and we will bbq hamburgers for dinner...
ReplyDeletesoon my friend!
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ReplyDeleteYour blog is great! I love your sense of humor! I am sure that there are many more days when my whole neighborhood heard me think than the good days where it was only myself who was able to hear! I might have to quote you on that sometime! Maybe soon!
ReplyDelete@Anne: Thanks! I really enjoy reading your blog, as well! I immediately felt "at home".
ReplyDeleteThe only explanation/excuse for my sense of humor is great genes! ;-)