I know that, supposedly, their ain't no cure for the summertime blues, but what about the spring ones? I remember when I was in college during this time of year, whenever someone would complain about the manic weather, some douche bag would intone, "April is the cruelest month." (OK, OK, I even said it myself once or twice.) Now that Sophie has had a taste or two of sunshine days--you know, rolley-polley bug hunts, fun with sticks, sidewalk chalk, big wheels, (Did anyone else turn their big wheel upside down when they were little and turn it into an ice cream machine? You know-- cranking the, well, big wheel around by hand, and yelling, "Ice Cream! Come get your ice cream!" I showed Sophie this, and my husband thought I was deranged.) and yes, the tire swing, these gray and windy days drive her nuts. They drive me nuts too.
Neither of us slept well last night, and this morning, we just sat, cranky and tired, looking out the window at the grey grey sky. Then I read my novel (Geek Love. Not a bad choice for a pewter toned day.) and let Sophie watch WAY too many cartoons. We tried to do a little water colors, but even that didn't seem fun. So now, she's napping, and I'm struggling with this vaguely dissatisfied feeling. I think I'll go eat some cheese.
Today's best thing about being a mom:
Well, I never kept Easy Mac or Fruit Loops in the house before Soph. Having kid food around can be nice when you're giving in to the gloomy day munchies.
Today's worst thing about being a mom:
The Wiggles, Blue's Clues, Little Bear, Dora the Explorer, Oobi (very weird), Teletubbies, and the list goes on.