It isn’t SPRING until March 20.
But I think I’m ready.
As I write out tonight’s blog I am surrounded by a six-year-old who is trying to guess my age.
“Are you 20?
Are you 34?”
I want to say yes.
But that would be a lie, and I don’t think it’s fair to lie to a six-year-old.
Finally, he blurted out, “Are you 39?”
“Ah, yes. How did you guess?”
He just smiled and giggled and we laughed.
I’m no spring chicken, but here’s one thing I know — laughter is something that just doesn’t change with age.
And with that, I wish you an abundance of spring laughter.
More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie
{Are you ready for SPRING?}
Am I ready for Spring? What, 9 months of winter and 3 months of bad skating?
After watching the weather reports I’m back to hoping i have enough emergency stuff – But I loved your picture with the blossoms.
Thanks to you for all you do, whatever your age or the season and weather.
Abundant thanks, YSA
Sending you warm, spring thoughts Diane!!
and love!