There's something magical that happens when the days get longer, the nights get warmer, and the trees and plants start to bloom. Its like all the sharp edges of life have been filed away.
Gone are the early morning rushes to get my big girl to the bus, gone are the endless layers we all have to dress in, gone are the wind chills, the cold rains, the snow and sleet and the dark at 4 o'clock.
They have been replaced with sleep ins, picnics in the park, and little girls in tutu bathing suits with chattering teeth and goose-bumpy skin that's been chilled by endless runs though the sprinkler.
