Waiting for Spring

The countdown is on- we are ready for some bright, warm weather, for the landscape to morph from dull gray to lush, lavish green, for wind chapped skin to be kissed by the sun, to trade slippers on hardwood floors for bare toes in damp grass and to put away the hot cocoa mugs for popsicles on the porch.  

Until then, we continue to keep ourselves entertained.  Clara is talking in full sentences and loves to repeat anything Ben says.  If she is away from Leah for more than a couple of minutes, she will rush to her with a cuddle and exclaim, "I missed you, Mommy!."  Ben is a skilled conversationalist, with opinions on what is a "good song" or a "bad song," what our plan of action should be for the day, what socks are "rock star" socks and how much he has grown overnight (a lot).    

Mark has become the lead engine in the Watson Choo-Choo Express- laundry baskets tied together with towels that Mark pulls around the house (good Daddy).  Leah takes charge of the afternoon dance parties (which she would be totally embarrassed for anyone to peek in on) and kids in the kitchen projects.  

So, we continue to anticipate spring and do our best to not grow apathetic to swirling snow, little hands stuffed into mittens, comfort food and cuddles.  But visions of picnics, sundresses and sunshine do help the cold days move along.