I wore a cute floral skirt, a pretty white blouse and sandals to work today. What? It was not either because I haven't done any laundry for a week-and-a-half.
I bought kites on Saturday. I promised the little ones I would take them kite flying on Monday.
I invited friends to meet at the park for Spring kite flying and malts when we were through.
I bought extra kite string.
I made a quick dinner despite darkening skies, I've read The Secret, I know that if I believe hard enough anything can happen.
I threw on Capri's and sandals, we hurried through sprinkles of rain to our kite flying spot.
The rain came down harder. "It's watering the tulips" I reassured my shivering, coat wearing boys.
We assembled our kite. I might have let a little wish for gloves and a stocking hat slip into my mind.
#5 ran to the car for a blanket.
We tossed our kite in the air, it soared, it tumbled, we shouted for shivering joy. It nose dived hard. #6 slipped on the icy pellets that weren't really trying to pass themselves off as spring showers any longer, he landed on our kite.
We ran for the car, turned on the heater, I suggested hot chocolate instead of malts.
Spring, you fickle temptress, I love ya!