Day 66
It is coming. I know it. I can smell it (or it could be that "spring" scented candle). I can see it (or I'm just excited that I can see the ground again). I can hear it (damn birds). Seriously, though, I know it's coming. How do I know?
Because my kids know. I know, that sounds stupid. It's true, though. When spring is close, both of them want to go in the backyard and shoot hoops....together. Now, this doesn't always end well, but it at least starts out semi-friendly.
It is coming. I know it. I can smell it (or it could be that "spring" scented candle). I can see it (or I'm just excited that I can see the ground again). I can hear it (damn birds). Seriously, though, I know it's coming. How do I know?
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