This weekend was a nice, low-key weekend in which we finished Paige's room and other mini tasks around the house. It was also a time change weekend. Changing the time is weird. To quote Paige, "I don't get it. Do the clocks control the sun or something?" (Rich and I went into a deeply scientific explanation of how farmers needed more daylight - er - students didn't have to wait at bus stops in the dark - er - something. I'm sure she's well versed on the topic now.)
The promising thing that comes from turning our clocks ahead besides thrown-off sleep schedules and light timers is that spring is
just on the horizon. Even though it only reached 41 degrees here, we decided to do spring-like things and get out our grill, patio furniture and other toys. Bring on a 20 degree temperature increase! We're ready!
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| Oh monster truck - how he's missed you. |
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| No, it's not warm enough for no coats. At all. I lost that argument, apparently. |
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