Spring, Where Are You?

I am officially OVER this cold weather. On my way to drop Emma off at Patty's my car's external thermostat registered at 20 degrees. Sparkling white frost coated grass, roof tops and car windows left outside over night.

I am ready for sunny afternoons spent outside with sidewalk chalk clutched in chubby hands.

I want hampers full of chalky bottomed shorts and bath water dirty from bare feet on the pavement.

I want to pull out all of the brightly colored sun hats and matching bathing suits.

I want to end muggy, hot days by lounging in the cool, green grass.

Is that too much to ask?