When it gets warm…

We have been blessed with 50 degree temps. the past few days! It seems to bring on a spike of internal temperatures within my children. My boys want to run around outside with just T-shirts on! I insist on at least a long sleeve shirt! They bemoan this saying they are roasting and sweating.  But, being the ogre I am, I don’t back down!

I remember when I was a little girl and we would have our first warm days after a long winter. My sisters and I would always beg to get out our shorts! It didn’t matter that there were patches of snow on the ground and the air still had a slight chill to it. By golly, the sun was shining and it was above 30 degrees, that in it self called for a celebration! I remember begging my mom to let me put on a pair of shorts, telling her the exact same things my boys tell me.  And I remember, my mom holding out and telling us when it got up to 60 degrees we could wear our shorts! Now a days, I wouldn’t dare put shorts on when it was only 60.  I would most surely freeze my legs off!

There’s something about being young that just raises your internal temperature a notch or two when spring is coming.  I just don’t have that ability anymore!

Yesterday, after lunch, the boys and Sis went out to play. About 5 minutes later my oldest son came rushing back in to tell me I really needed to get outside, because it was SO warm. I quickly finished up my lunch and grabbed my camera, because I could see interesting things happening outside my window.

Make shift tents had been erected and games were afoot. I’m pretty sure an exciting hunting expedition was taking place in these photos. Later the game turned into a re-enactment of the Civil War.

It was beautiful outside (although I opted for a long sleeve shirt and a sweatshirt, which my boys just couldn’t understand!).  I gathered up some laundry and rejoiced because I was able to hang my first load of laundry on the line for the year!

I don’t know if I’ve ever hung out laundry when there was still snow on the ground, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity!

The afternoon quickly came to an end, but not before the boys could get in some high action swinging! 

Today promises to be just as beautiful. I’ll be hanging out more laundry and listening as the Blue Herons, Sand Hill Cranes and Red Wing Blackbirds sing their praises of spring, their glorious songs intertwining with the giggles and shouts of my children as they soak up the sun.