And while I start outfitting the girls in longer pants and bigger shoe sizes to accommodate growth spurts, I still dress them in snow pants to go outside. Spring is coming in slowly (tortuously slow, at times) but is not to be rushed, it seems. We built a snowman yesterday, because rain-melted snow plus a few colder hours makes for primo snowman-making snow.
I have run out of the fresh fruits and vegetables I froze or preserved last year, and the grocery store's offerings are largely from South America, or further. I am getting out to run more, now that the temperatures are milder, but the puddles from melting snowbanks are more like frigid swimming holes for my feet. This back-and-forth "is it spring yet?" dance makes me a little frenzied.
|Icicle hanging from the roof outside our kitchen window|
|Miss Thang Robin enjoys breakfast|
Speaking of time passing way too quickly, Hailey and Robin are on their victory lap of time home with mama. This fall, they will begin full-day kindergarten, so this is our last almost-spring season home together. Our last March. This is really motivating me not to wish the days away, but to try and find ways to keep connecting with them (and nestle my way into their strong twin bond) before I see them after school and on weekends only. They were and are my miracle babies. And when they throw every four-year-old trick in the book at me (the sass! disobedience! defiance! angry screaming!) I try to remember that this, too shall pass, and then what? Each day home with them is a building block in a larger structure of their moral, developmental and intellectual growth. I wanted them so bad, and here they are, and there's only a little time left before they are in school with their big sister.