It was 26 degrees this morning, the first day of spring. The girls, along with the adults, are anxiously awaiting spring's arrival. Everyone's sick of being stuck indoors or having to wear 17 layers to go anywhere. Allie's been pushing the warmer weather outfits big time.
The ground is covered in snow from yesterday's storm and this morning, Emily asked, "Why, oh why is it the first day of spring and I don't see any grass?" Because we live in New England, sweetie.
Last week at gymnastics, the coaches incorporated some wish-at-the-end-of-the-rainbow thing with floor routine stuff for St. Patty's Day. (Thing and stuff = awesome writing skills.) After class, the girls told me what they had wished for.
Allie - "I wished for a camera and that my family will always love me."
Me - "Oh, Allie, sweetie. Of course, we'll always love you."
Anna - "I wished that spring would come tomorrow."
Me - "That's a good wish, Anna. I would like for spring to come tomorrow too."
Emily - "I wished for the same thing as Allie."
Me - "Oh, honey. Of course your family will always love you."
Emily - "No, not that. I want a camera."
We've had a few discussions regarding the groundhog and his prediction for spring. I said that I think he may have lied to us. Allie's teacher told her class that there may be a different groundhog for Boston. I think Anna had the best explanation of all - "Maybe it doesn't know anything because it's an animal."