Today is one of those days that feels a lot more like spring. We were able to get out of the house and play in the backyard for while with only our winter jacket on and mud boots. No hats or mittens! I told Morella that in a couple of weeks we won’t even have to wear our coats, and a few weeks after that she won’t have to wear shoes or socks. She’s very, very excited about summer. A common theme the last couple of days is to talk about all the fun things we are going to do once it gets warm.

-go to beach and build sand castles and play in the sand
-go to the park
-go on walks to other parks
-build fairy houses
-play in the water
-garage sales

and on and on.

Today didn’t go as well as I had hoped. I went to H&R Block for my appointment sans girls. I got there and the year round, experienced person was double booked and I got bumped to an octogenarian who did not know what he was doing. He kept trying to tell me that he would need a couple of hours or days to figure it out and that he would go through it with the experienced woman.

—-much later—-

It is now 15 minutes before bedtime. The girls had taken a long nap earlier and I had to drag them out of bed to take them to Ho Chunk language lesson. They took a little warming up but eventually with outside with Gaga Ranada and explored her sleeping gardens. Meanwhile Tim and I worked through the translation of Good Night Moon. You *think* it would be fairly straight forward and easy…and yet. The Ho Chunk mind set is a very interesting thing with regards to language.

We got home at 6:00 and I took some tyelnol to get rid of a rather sudden headache. I managed to pull together an awesome dinner. Okay not really, but it was super fast and easy to do. Buttered toast with baked beans, and princess grapes. Yesterday I had to go to HyVee (for what might be the last time since Woodmans started carrying Morella’s milk again) to get her soy milk. While we were there I told the girls they could have any fruit they wanted. advertising worked wonders on the eye level little girls and they spied princess grape. a bag of grapes with a picture of Cinderella on it. geez.

I gotta stop now. Neeners is getting up in my grill.

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