Time Marches On

The last week or so has finally brought the first blush of real spring-type weather to our blizzard battered area. As it is still early March I think that we are all holding our collective breath that we'll avoid the, always disheartening, late season snow storm. But with daylight savings around the corner, and spring bulbs poking up through bare dirt, the general consensus is that we are basically out of the woods of the harshest winter weather.

A few days last week were warm enough for Aiden and I to venture outside to play in the yard. Aiden enjoyed the extra space to run, kick and throw and I enjoyed the opportunity to be outside without a snow shovel in my hand. Ahhhhh, grass.

Despite having quite a stable of outdoor toys to choose from, at this stage in life Aiden pretty much just wants to throw stuff. So that's what we did. We threw frisbees, we threw (plastic) bowling pins, we threw sticks, and we even threw balls. I was reminded once again that the things that keep a 3 years old boy entertained and the things that keep a 29 year old boy entertained are not that much different.

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The change in seasons is certainly one that we eagerly welcome in this house. We are looking forward to neighborhood walks, grilling (maybe for the first time this week), and I've even started working on this year's garden. Bring it on Spring, we are sooooooo ready.