Despite all my attempts to force Sprint to magically appear (opening windows, putting winter blankets and jackets and sweaters away) it is still being a little tease. Yup. There. I said it. Spring is one cold hard bitch. Now don't get me wrong, I can appreciate the art of flirting and playing hard to get, but this is just ridiculous. One day sun and the promise of temperatures over 35 degrees, the next day, blizzard.
I know Easter is early this year, but come on! I remember the days of dressing up in cute spring dresses, with SHORT sleeves and GASP! no tights! And of course, those crazy hats. I am scrambling righ tnow to find tights and shoes for Taylor. At this point she may be wearing jeggings and uggs with her Easter dress.
|ahhh...the good ol' days|
disclaimer: When I wrote this post on Tuesday it was super cold and there was a lot more snow on the ground than the picture above depicts. If you live in New England, you know what I'm talking about...
This post was inspired thanks to Mama Kat's Pretty Much World Famous Writer's Workshop.