Februaryitis

Truth be told, I’ve got a case of Februaryitis.  Mike has been filing winter related complaints for weeks and I’ve been trying to stay cheerful, reminding him that winter is more than half way over and in a few weeks we might even be pleasantly surprised by a 50 degree day.  But today, it’s cold.  Yesterday I couldn’t stop shivering and well, I’m ready for spring.  I’ve always turned February into a “not soo bad month” by reminding myself that it was on a snowy day in the middle of February that I first became a Mom.  A truly special moment, and as such the makings of a not soo bad month, right?  After all, who doesn’t love cake and party planning, right?

When you have a built in best friend, the bud of all buds and the one with whom you can tell secrets so loud that it makes you and everyone around you giggle, then winter months are far from dreadful.  And in these little boys eyes, February is the bomb! We’ve got a handwritten countdown hanging in our kitchen.  7 days.  In 7 days, our home will be occupied by two five year olds.  This Momma hen will forever be in denial!

May you be best buddies, gigglers and partners in crime now and forever!