Let There Be Grass...

Yes, we've seen the first sightings of what we seem to remember is called "grass." It's brown and mushy, but hey at least it's not dirty white snow. Cole pointed out the window of the car the other day and shouted in amazement, "Mom! Look!" I couldn't tell what he was talking about until he finally said, "I see grass!" Yes, that's how long it has been since we've seen grass - it was as exciting to my son as if a dinosaur was stomping around outside or a bulldozer was tearing down our house. We definitely all have spring fever. Saturday was sunny - it was still only at most 40 degrees outside, but it felt practically balmy to us. The kids dressed in shorts and kept saying "It's summer!" I remember growing up in Houston and wearing huge winter coats when it was 65 degrees out. It's all relative, huh? But, we'll take anything even close to Spring that we can get out here!