Before the dark angel of sickness descended upon our home

infecting all who live within these four walls with a life sucking cough and the niagra falls of all runny noses, we went outside, and it was lovely.

Yes, I realize this is creepy but they're just so dang cute.

I'll admit that I've spent the last few months in a bit of a daze and sometimes there's a little uneasiness about when you might resurface. I've always told myself that I'm not that girl, the one who's joy is seasonal. But when the sun comes out and the babies run free I feel my spirit loosen a little bit, it peeks out under all the layers and yearns for more.

I'll be honest that there's a daily mantra,

Spring is coming