Spring

It’s springtime and that is a very good thing. It feels like actual relief to look outside and see the grass, as yucky as it is after being covered in that white stuff for so long. In an act of complete optimism I put the winter boots away and pulled out rain boots. So far, so good. Driving with the car window down a bit and dusting off bikes, buds on the trees and longer days have me almost giddy. Or maybe it’s my hair. I’m wearing it a little longer and my husband has decided I have been crabby for 4 years because my hair was too short. I’m not sure about this or at least I’m not willing to admit my stupid hair could noticeably affect my mood… but he insists it’s true.

Isaac is in a happy hair place as well. After a long standoff over a haircut he finally got his helmet of bushy hair cut and it seems a great weight has been lifted from him. He has been 7 for an entire month already and he has wiggled and fussed his way to comfortable again. As with all of his birthdays, as they approach and for a couple weeks after he is a little tough to take. It’s like you can almost see him working through this process of metamorphosis – becoming a new version of himself yet again. Last week Kramer and my dad hung an old basketball hoop (at a doable height) we inherited from somewhere and Isaac has already racked up hours out there perfecting his funny, 7 year old, heave-it-up-there shot. Who is this big kid... this 7 year old kid?

Something has shifted with Libby as well. She wears pants now. I’m not sure if you understand what a change that is from the little lady who would agonize when we insisted she wear pants on a couple occasions like, oh, I don’t know, riding a horse. One day out of the blue 3 weeks ago she said she wanted to wear pants and she has worn a dress maybe twice since then. I am a little thrilled because I don’t miss tights but it came about so fast and unexpectedly it feels like a loss. She suddenly looks like a teenager wearing jeans and t-shirts.

Next week is Spring Break; Kramer took several days off so it will be a nice chance to shake up our normal routine – no alarm clocks, a little road trip to enjoy a waterpark with friends, Easter Egg hunting and the excitement of this time of year in all it’s hopeful awakening.