Just like that, the days are longer and the weather is warmer. And in return, Peanut's energy is off the charts. We didn't have much of a winter here this year, and I'm so fine with that. Last winter was rough. And this one was off to an ominous start even before it started. We had a massive, tree-splitting snowstorm right before Halloween.
Mild winter or not, it was a welcome sight one day this week when we saw the daffodils had bloomed in our little flower bed outside of our front door. Peanut was the first one to notice as we stepped outside to take Luna for a walk:
There are so many things to love about this picture. The promise and beauty of spring. The joy on my daughter's face. Lammie dangling upside down from Peanut's hand. The bunny on a stick. Peanut's bare feet because she adores Rapunzel right now. Her disproportionately large big toe. (Something she got from her dad. You're welcome, sweetheart.)
The one drawback from an unusually mild winter:
I still have A LOT of wood to burn. I guess this is gonna be a S'mores kind of summer. And that's just fine too.
That pre-Halloween snowstorm was scary and destructive. But everything turned out alright thanks to a stranger with a chainsaw.