Sunday. I enjoy Sundays. Even on the first morning of daylight savings time when most people are (rightly) complaining about that missing hour of sleep, I woke up in great spirits because the time change made it so that Shira slept in past seven! Even though I know it was *really* six, I let myself be fooled. I don't think I have ever seen that side of seven with Shira, and I'll take my victories where I can get them. We spent the rest of the morning getting busy outside in the backyard and enjoying another beautiful reminder that spring is around the corner. Both girls helped me collect about a million broken branches strewn across the backyard, and then they happily occupied themselves with a bit of croquet. All I can say is, they make their own rules.
After lunch we made cities out of blocks. And then the Shira Monster destroyed the defenseless cities. Next time we'll need to fortify the perimeter a bit, maybe with some miniature farm animals.
Later in the afternoon we escaped to the park and I think I grinned the entire time. Every year I get very excited for winter, but then every year I still lose my mind for spring. For me spring means parks, tulips, thoughts of fresh produce at the farmer's market, and not having to wear socks anymore. I can't stand wearing socks.
In our house it also means March Madness, but I'll let Matt tell you more about that another time. Don't bug him now, though, because it's March Madness.
The park was filled to the brim with happy families enjoying the warm weather, and Alyce and Shira had a great time. When it was time to leave, after strapping Shira into the stroller, she immediately began projectile vomiting. Everywhere. For what seemed like an eternity (it was probably about a minute). And so here we are now, quiet on a Sunday night, preparing for a March Break with the stomach flu. So far Shira can't keep anything in, not even breast milk. I'll be sleeping with her tonight since she's already shown that she can't be trusted not to vomit in her sleep (we learned that about an hour ago). I expect she'll be feeling better tomorrow, and I'll just have to cross my fingers that it won't spread to the entire house. Wish us luck.
What are your plans for March Break? We're not going anywhere tomorrow, so I'm thinking a lot of crafts. And baking. Always baking. Are you going away? Do you have a week filled with projects, or are you just going to see what happens? Whatever your plans, I hope spring treats you kindly wherever you are.