You have arrived early. Not that I'm complaining, but you can be such a tease.
Mother Nature decided to grace us with
10. It's time to put away the inhaler and Aquaphor. Sneezing and drippy noses force me to dig out our allergy meds again. As soon as the temperature goes above 60 degrees, we -- Dear Daughter, Dear Son, and I -- start our daily doses. #claritinforbreakfast
9. Since we're on that topic, I also dig out the allergy eye drops. Apparently allergy meds are not great for itchy eyes, and when children have itchy eyes, children get very grouchy. Since I cannot stand watching them rub their eyes, I chase them down and drown them with $EyeLiquid. #costsanarmandaleg
8. Mother Nature takes out her spring palette and paints our world in nice shades of green. A color that is said to be soothing for eyes, greens of pine, sage, laurel, moss, fern, asparagus, and tea begin to take over. #worldcomingtolife
7. I happily put away winter coats, jackets, boots, mittens, and hats. I won't see them for a good eight months. Which means the time it takes to shoo the kiddos out the door is now tolerable. #byebyewintergear
6. In the middle of the heatwave, my tulips, who unearthed themselves to greet me, made me giddy with delight. You see, the last time I saw them and planted them in November, I was not sure if I'd ever see them again. Spring was the definitive force that pulled them out of the ground to declare their permanent residence. #growtulipsgrow
5. "Can we play outside? Can we play outside?" As soon as the temperature starts to rise, the nagging begins. Spring is the perfect season to play outside. It's not too hot, there are no bugs, and it is just a breath of fresh air out there. #gorightaheadmydears
4. Waking up in the morning isn't quite so dreadful when melodious birds chirp me awake. I think there's a nest right outside my bedroom window. It's music to my ears after a long winter of silence out there. #suresignofspring
3. This time of year always plants a little seed in my head about chopping off my long locks. There's just something about spring and the renewal of one's look. I wonder when I'll take the plunge this year? #layersorbob
2. But first, my beloved rose bushes get a 'haircut', or what looks like a really nice trim. I prune my roses every spring so that they become the prettiest ones on the block. And I'm not even ashamed to brag about it. Pruning is hard work. It's also a leap of faith. This year, buds and leaves were already growing when I pruned them, and it felt really weird cutting off all that growth. But what remains will grow even better. #selfproclaimedpruningpro
1. Last related note about hair: my legs have not seen the light of day since I planted those tulips. They've been hibernating all winter, and now need to come out of the cave. Which means for a few days, the follicles on my legs despise what I do to them. #byebyeleghair
Just look at those glorious flowering trees in that picture up there! Only you, Spring, are able to accomplish such marvelous task as allowing those trees to blossom with bountiful white flowers that sway in the gentle breeze. Mother Nature done good again. You are the proof of that. Welcome, Spring!