I actually think it has to be a joke….right? Sunday is 80 degrees, Monday is 35 and today it is snowing. Of course, I was out of town for the 80 degree day. Now, I’m sitting inside (Again) wiping runny noses and watching the snow pile up.
It seems to me that Mother Nature is sitting somewhere, just laughing. She watches as we whip out the shorts, take the fleece lining out of our kid’s coats and even turn on the air conditioning in the car. She giggles as we open the windows and turn the heat down to 58 just so it won’t kick on. Yet, she knows, we will forget to adjust it again until the cold seeps in and we find ourselves searching for that sweatshirt we already buried on the top shelf of the closet. That, my friends, is the definition of wishful thinking.
So, on that note, Mother Nature, here are my wishes:
1) Two days in a row that do not require 13 layers of clothing….those extra layers make it virutally impossible to get the kids buckled into their car seats
2) A day warm enough that I see people without gloves. Those of us with kids know getting the car seats buckled with warm, toasty hands is merely wishful thinking.
3) Sunshine, sunshine and more sunshine.
4) While you are working on the sunshine…any chance you could throw in a 70 degree day? I don’t remember what it is like to wear short sleeves.
5) A few buds sprouting on trees….this is when I know you mean business. Seeing those buds is like watching a beautiful birth. It gives me great hope. This is how I know Spring is on the way.
6) Ice-free roads. I’ll be the first to admit it, but my West Coast upbringing did not equip me to drive in the icy, snowy conditions I now find regularly on my street.
7) Did I mention Sunshine?
8) I’m desperate for a little green….everything looks so brown now. Any chance we could work on a little color?
9) A few rain-sleet-snow free days would be fabulous. I really want to get the car washed. All the salt and muck is so caked on, I’m constantly getting it on my clothes, and the kids’ clothes when I get in and out of the car.
10) I’ll stop just short of hitting you with my Cinderella wish…butterflies flitting around my forehead, birds landing on my shoulders, squirrels gathering at my feet. My kids would settle for a little time outside to swing.
Thanks for listening!