This week while we were laying about with Influenza C and cursing swines everywhere something happened.
First the showers stopped. Then the breeze seemed eerily perfect. I noticed the sun was bright but not too bright.
Spring has sprung and we missed it...
So today Layla and I busted out the sidewalk chalk and while she worked out her "I am all better now" cabin fever, I hacked up a lung and listened for Anyah's nap to end so I'd have a reason to take my still mildly sick self back inside.
While the evidence of the spring sprung is now drawn on my sidewalk I am still reluctantly feeling like the chick who didn't hatch on the first warm day.
Perhaps tomorrow there will be more spring in my step.
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