*Farm fresh, colorful, local eggs.
*Indoor play-messes wherein the play continues from day to day without ever putting the toys away in between.
*Static, static everywhere… but less so all the time.
*Pears ripening in the windowsill.
*Cat naps… and cats napping.
*Snowbanks taller than the children, and in some cases, taller than the parents too.
*Those last few inches of new fallen snow, optimistically left unshoveled… in hopes they melt instead.
*Giggling, for the joy of giggling. (Also, a form of “winter exercise”, when all else fails.)
*Ice houses leaving the lake, one by one.
*3D movies from the library.
*Projects that pass the time due to needing glue… lots and lots and LOTS of glue.
*Anticipation of warmer days, snow melting, thawing soil, spring flowers, and neighborhood walks so vivid that it aches.
*Perusing of summer photos
, most especially summer foods
, to remind yourself that winter does end, and it WILL end soon.
*Snow forts- tall enough to stand in!- built by a dedicated daddy.
*Sanity saving friends that you are so grateful for that you want to kiss their feet or stroke their hair or simply weep each time you see them.
*Timeouts for- out of sheer boredom- being just a little too rough with the kitten.
*Thinking about Easter dresses, and emails planning Easter meals.
*Putting “flowers” on the grocery list. For real.
Also, several of your comments from yesterday’s post made me laugh. Out loud. As in: a noise was actually coming from my throat. (Sarah’s
yeti comment has me intermittently
chuckling whenever I think of it…) I’ve responded to several of them, so if you left a comment you may want to check back.