The spring ads are a pack of lies.

All the flyers that find their way to our mailbox.....the Target ads, the Kohl's catalogs...
....they are meant for those who live in California or Florida. Not northern Illinois.
The pretty sundresses, the sandals, the bubbles, the kites....June.
That's when we'll use those things. June.

This year I was smart and bought my kids winter clothes from clearance racks to wear
for Easter Sunday. So glad I did...the forecast boasts a balmy 47 degrees.

And today! while the SoCal people walked on beaches and BBQ'd in their backyards...
...we fired up our wood stove and watched a snowstorm out our window.

...as much as I sound like I'm complaining...the snow is very beautiful.
My heart beats a little faster whenever I see those big, fat flakes start to fall.

Unless I'm out driving...then I just cry and white knuckle the steering wheel
and pray the whole way home!!!

Jeff brought home pretty flowers for me...he said he went with a festive look.

This was right before he stuck his hand in it and right after each of my girls asked for a sip.
I title this photo... "Nothing is sacred in the life of a mother. Nothing. Not even your water."

 His tiny little rain boots...Love.

Tonight she made the mashed potatoes to go along with the roast AND did the dishes after dinner.
I'm so glad she has the "love of the kitchen" DNA running through her blood.
It's great for days that I'm feeling lazy I have a lot to do...
....OR have a taste for chocolate chip banana muffins like yesterday.

Hope you are having a lovely week.
{especially if you live in a warm climate...
like my sister in El Paso wearing her little summer shirts....Brat.}

XxOo