My youngest needed a hair cut but was not feeling the trimmers, so to help him feel better about it he cut my hair and I cut his (and then cleaned up mine). Hence the spring buzz!
While driving my middle to his ninja gymnastics class a few weeks ago, he announced, "Mom, I'm tired of our house." Some probing revealed that he was tired of being at home all the time, and wanted to travel ("I just wanna stay at someone else's house. For, like, three weeks.")
I feel like my hibernation project was a personal success, and one I'd like to continue, but we're all ready to come out now. We're cleaning our drawers and closets, and getting ready for my yearly attempt to stay ahead of the bugs (hopefully I'm starting early enough to suppress both ants and mosquitoes), and finding ourselves drifting outside more often. There are still cold days, and will be for awhile, but they're a different kind of cold. Less stern, somehow.
We're getting pandemic-school back on trackish after a month off (the Bigs did learn how to operate an Xbox controller while playing Spyro with my recovering partner, so that's a new skill, I guess), and I'm signed up for a few fun classes at a local shop (beaded bracelets and watercolor landscapes). I also got myself a pair of roller skates. I've never been able to skate on quads, although I had a pair of roller blades as a kid (one of the mean neighbor girl's two nice moments - besides teaching me how to ride a bike - was giving me her outgrown pair) but quads elude me. It's healthy to be bad at things, though I'm hoping that will tend toward comedy rather than hospitalization.
We all got a sort of rest over the past few months (some of us more than others), but now we're definitely all ready to emerge.
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