First Day of Spring

Spring did not disappoint me. She arrived with a gorgeous day - sun, and a 70 degree temperature.
Dylan has been asking to go to the playground for about a month, so that was the first order of business.

We went to Eat N Park for dinner, Giant Eagle, Target, and ended our day with a free Rita! You did get your free Rita's today, didn't you?

A Phone Call With Spring

Brrriing, brrriiing...

Spring: Hello?
Me: Spring! Oh, good, I got you at home. How are you?
Spring: Who is this?
Me: It's Jen. Don't tell me you forgot me?
Spring: Oh, you. How could I forget you? You call me every year around this time, begging me to come early.
Me: Well, uh, actually, I just called to see how you were doing? What's wrong? You usually have such a sunny disposition.
Spring: I don't know. I think I have that virus that is going around. I feel like I was hit by a Mack truck or something.
Me: Oh, Spring! Not you too!
Spring: Yea, I took little Springer to Chuck E Cheese, and I swear I picked it up there.
Me: No kidding. That place is evil. Maybe you need some drugs?
Spring: Maybe.
Me: Well, listen, when you feel better, maybe you'd like to...
Spring: I knew it! I knew you didn't just call to see how I was!
Me: But, you don't understand! Everyone is sick, and it's cold, and there's snow everywhere, and we can't leave our houses, and our kids are bored, and they're driving us crazy!
Spring: Yea, so? It's called Winter. Deal with it.
Me: Well, Winter is kicking the Burgh's ass, okay? I'm so sick of it. I'm going to be able to do so many fun things with Dylan when you come this year. Can't you come early? Pllleeeaassee?
Spring: Stop whining. You know the rules. I can't come until March, and even then I'm not sure when I'll make it. With this virus, I haven't had time to even think about packing.
Me: Great. That's it. I'm hibernating until you get here.
Spring: You do that.
Me: I'm sorry, Spring. It's really not your fault. I'm just frustrated. I don't mean to put all the blame on you. I'll let you go. I really do hope you feel better, and give Springer a kiss from me, okay? I'll just see you when you get here. Oh, and Spring?
Spring: I know. I love you, too.