How I know it’s Spring

Remember the days when you would talk about the weather because you had nothing else to talk about. Weather was better than awkward silence. Well now we talk about weather because it’s insane. A week ago we were sweating in tank tops and shorts. It was 80 degrees out. Yesterday it was just a few degrees above freezing and we had snow flurries. Snow flurries, people. The calendar will say May in just two days and we’re back to freezing our butt off.

But, even with freezing temps and snow flurries, I can still tell it’s Spring. There are always some tell tale signs. What are those signs, you ask?

  1. I’m running short on band-aids. Last week Spencer took a dive on the pavement and scraped up his leg pretty badly. That finally scabbed over and now the band-aids are moving on to Caleb. Tonight he was running outside and scrapped up his big toe. I have no clue why he was outside with no shoes in 50 degree weather. Clearly I’m not watching him close enough. But at least I bought a new (gigantic) tube of Neosporin last week.
  2. Softball has started. Lee has his regular leagues. And he and Justis are also playing for the church team this year. Give it a couple more weeks and we’ll pulling out the band-aids for Lee. At least once a year he gets a huge raspberry on his thigh from sliding in to home. Or a bloody knee. Or a twisted ankle. He’s quite attractive in the summer.
  3. I had to break down and shave my legs. I occasionally shave my legs during the winter. But it’s not really a priority. However, now that I’ve dug out the shorts and capri pants I had to dust off the razor and clear off my sweater hair.
  4. I had to start wearing a bra again. In the winter I can hide my sagging boobs under a big sweatshirt, but I don’t have that luxury in the warmer weather. In the warmer weather I need a bra to keep those babies up where they are supposed to be. Not down having a conversation with my belly button. You know, if you could find my belly button somewhere within all that “twin skin.” What?!? TMI?
  5. How do you know it’s Spring?

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5 Comments »

  1. Cindy Said,

    April 30, 2008 @ 11:29 am

    Thanks for the laugh, I needed it today! Sounds just like me (except the bra thing). My belly button has a restraining order on my boobs. lol

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  2. In the Trenches of Mommyhood Said,

    April 30, 2008 @ 2:13 pm

    I know it’s spring b/c I feel compelled to paint my poorly neglected winter toenails. Yuck!

    Time for a pedicure…

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  3. Lis Garrett Said,

    April 30, 2008 @ 4:13 pm

    My kids’ dirt-stained feet and filthy tub!!

    Lis Garrett’s last blog post..How the World Began

  4. MommyWarriors Said,

    April 30, 2008 @ 8:28 pm

    Ugh, so relate to the shaving the legs thing. Had to whip out a new razor just to cut thru the forest growing on my shins.

    How do I know it’s spring? Because I start feeling itchy in my winter sweaters. It’s like I need to shed my winter coat, literally!

  5. Kat Said,

    May 3, 2008 @ 7:10 am

    Number 4 cracks me up!!

    Wow! I thought it was just me who had to weed whack their legs in the spring. My hubby doesn’t believe other women do this – Yeah!

    Another for me is soccer – we move from indoor to outdoor. And to piggy back on Lis, the boys are nasty dirty everyday.

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