I’m definately entering the last trimester. I’ve found myself obsessing over our house. Getting the guest room converted to a nursery, weeding the yard and planting flowers, and rifling through all our stuff. I have the uncontrollable urge to purge. I want to start in one room and touch *everything* asking that deep universal question….”do I really need this*. I think Kevin has noticed me giving him the eyeball because he’s been very helpful lately vaccuming and doing dishes. So far, I’ve put him in the “keeper” pile.<\/p>\n
Of course, this could just be my yearly spring cleaning blitz. What, you ask, spring cleaning in Feb? Ah yes, have I failed to mention that we here in Portland are have a record breaking lovely dry spell? All our nasty rain and clouds are hovering somewhere over California while we are experience beautiful spring weather. Sunny, mild and gorgeous.<\/p>\n
Leina is awash in joy. She loves grass, rocks, the sandbox, and of course, the swing. She wakes up, rise from her crib and asks…. “swing?” You can find her at any moment with her face pressed up against the sliding glass door, pounding her dimpled little hands on the glass, chanting “swing-swing-swing.” I have to admit that I tend to oblige her. I get a lawn chair, a large glass of ice tea, my slippers and the daily crossword puzzle and out we go. Leina gets to swing and talk to the bushes and watch the dog while I lazily push her with one hand while sipping tea and tring to figure out 45 across. Ahhh, what wonderful days!<\/p>\n
Of course, this will all come to a crashing hault when the rains return (as they inevitably will) and I forsee many a meltdown while I try to explain to my little tyrant that it is to wet\/cold\/miserable outside to swing.<\/p>\n
But until then, I’m living the good life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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