I’m not going to lie; this weekend was rough. It was freezing cold and gloomy and gray after weeks of warm weather, so we found ourselves suddenly trapped indoors after getting used to hikes and plenty of fresh air. It’s funny how that works, how we should be fine and good after so much outdoor time, but instead we just crave more and more of it and feel all crazy when it’s no longer comfortable. After taking the older boys to the playground to skateboard and all of us nearly freezing from the biting cold wind, despite being wrapped in coats, hats, scarves, gloves, and even blankets, we gave up and resigned ourselves to the living room.
The living room, which was quickly converted into a giant pillow catapult for stuffed animals and babies, and that quickly turned to a wrestling match. The living room, where laughter and tears are equal partners in crime. Being indoors for two days straight is no good for us, even though it is still the dead of winter and it’s just what we should be expecting for this time of year. Next time, I’m going to bundle us all up and force a hike! Getting out the door is the hardest part; whenever we’re there, we never regret it.
Dare I say… I am so ready for spring!
P.s. – I am looking forward to seeing Shovels and Rope with three of my girlfriends at Delmar Hall tomorrow night. The last time I saw them, they were such a great act!