Church ended with dandelion picking and pictures of spring. Carolyn also made a grumpy face, but I don't remember why... probably something about a sister getting something she wanted, or a mommy denying her hearts desire, or daddy. But mostly she smiled and let her feet wriggle in grass and hair blow in the wind. My hair, however, never is allowed out of a very tight and controlled ponytail because blowing in the wind is not something I particularly wish for. Ahh spring, you put the skip back in my step. x PS - If it disturbs you that our children are playing in the street, I just want to note that we end at a dead-end with virtually no visitors, so we are only mildly dilenquent parents.
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