What a lovely blog title, heh? That's what I've been up to. After my great resolve to be out of doors with the children more, we had a big snow (for our area) that arrived with our visitor, Jack. It took almost twice the time to get to the airport to pick him up, and triple to get home. Which was partially due to my directional challenges in Charlotte, but I digress...
So all our lovely plans of taking Jack to our out of door spots, normally so accessible in January, were ruined. It's not that we weren't intrepid and adventurous, they were closed. Then people started throwing up. Then Kaley got the flu. And so the rest of our visit was spent hanging around the house. Which was fine, just not what was we envisioned. C'est la vie, non?
I did not throw up, so happy about that. But Jack did, big bummer. So did all the children and I have still not caught up with the laundry. After they all threw up, they got the flu. Max also got a sinus infection and an ear infection. Still dealing with that. And after everyone was done, I finally came down with the flu myself. Depressing. I am over the hump but still not quite myself.
So I do hope after this week we will be back to our regularly scheduled lessons and out of door life. The children are so restless and fractious. I am, too! It was 68 degrees here on sunday and I was sick. I did drag myself out of doors to sit/lay on my porch swing in the sun. And I had my reward.
Grace was digging around in the flower beds, moving leaves and what did she find?! Spring, reaching her green finger tips up through the soil in the shape of daffodil leaves. Reaching out to me, sending hope. I am so happy. Tomorrow is February. That means the beginning of daffodil spotting!
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