I’m always surprised by spring. I don’t know why...I’ve lived in a 4-season state my whole life and annually go through the extremes of temperatures. So the warm sunny days of April shouldn’t really come as a surprise to me. But they always do.

This fact became evident to me today as I was leaving the house, and again as I was leaving my school around noon. It was surprising to me that I didn’t really need a coat today. And it was surprising to walk out the door at school to feel warm breezes and sunshine. After months and months of cold, dreary, gray days, I guess I had become kind of conditioned to it and the warm spring air just took me by surprise. It’s a lovely fact of life in Ohio. But I’d really not want to live in a place where it stays warm all the time. Uh-uh. Not me. (And if anyone tells my husband that, I’ll make them pay...)

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Tonight at dinner A was done with his meal and was getting down from the table to go play...or take something apart...or watch this. D made him stop long enough to wipe his mouth off with a napkin. Not one to take the second it would require to get a clean napkin, A grabbed the one he had left on the table at breakfast. A one-inch section of the napkin stuck to the tablecloth, and the napkin ripped into pieces as he tried to pick it up. “Uh...yeah,” he says. “I had yogurt for breakfast. And waffles. With syrup.”

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Not that I advocate teaching toddlers to use language like this. But I absolutely laughed my a** off at this today. I sent the link to D, who said he had already seen it. He said he thought of sending it to me, but figured I would find it tasteless and shameful. Boy was he wrong.