Spring

Spring has sprung, the grass is riz
I wonder where the flowers is

This is a poem I recite every spring. I learned it from my grandpa and I think he got it from Jimmy Durante or somebody like that. Anyway, I discovered this morning that the flowers "is" in my own back yard! We have a couple of crocus that have bravely opened, where yesterday there was only ice and snow.

Speaking of snow, we don't actually have 18 inches on the ground. Will put our 26-inch stick in the back yard to measure it. It is a 26-inch stick because the end broke off at the 10 inch mark. So I guess we have 8 inches of snow, which is still a lot for the 10th of March.

Liam had a great time walking around outside today. He walked all the way to the corner and back, babbling the entire time.