Some spring time thoughts.

So, spring around here in lovely ol' Colorado means a lot of this:

Rain. Snow. Wind. More wind. And then...more wind.

But, when the sun comes out, it is gorgeous and pretty warm. I'm trying not to complain too much because when we go to San Antonio (and I die from sweating into a puddle of sweat) it'll be most warm at this time of year (like 80s and 90s).

Today is this little lady's half birthday:
That might be one of my most favoritest pictures of her ever. Seriously, she's going to be so beautiful when she's grown up that Evan's already talking about getting a shot gun. She is 8.5 today and that means in six months she'll be 9 and then I might need to cry because she'll be a year from 10 and that's double digits.

As for this child:
She has not slept well the last three nights due to a cold and wakes up whimpering and crying. It's so sad. Sometimes she doesn't wake up at all; she just makes the noises in her sleep. When she does wake up she just wants a few cuddles and to be re-tucked in. Nothing tugs on my heart strings more than when the girls make sad noises in their sleep. You can't do anything for them but don't you wish you could jump into their dreams and make them happier?

This week the weather's supposed to warm up again, so I'm hoping for more trips to the park.
Oh, and where did April go?! Cause I feel like I can't account for most of the days.
Guess I'll just have to pay better attention to May.