Despite the unsavory outcome of the recent weather(see my knee caps below), it has been awesome.
Sometimes we just go straight from winter to summer, with a minor pit stop in spring, just long enough to rain a few times and maybe break out the sweatshirt once or twice before the heat and humidity become the daily norm.
Ironically, the best spring we've had in years came on the heels of one of the severest droughts the Southeast has had to endure.
Things were looking pretty grim in January but we have had plenty of rain since then so much so that they have lifted some of the water restrictions (re: the car washes are back open).
I call this San Diego weather as that is what it reminds me of: party cloudy, mid-70 degree days with little or no humidity. 70 degree highs and 50 degree lows could quite possibly my all-time favorite stretch of weather. Although when I lived in SoCal, it was precisely this kind of weather that drove me bonkers. The lack of seasons can be disconcerting when you have a hard time deciphering between Christmas or the Fourth Of July. Marked not by the articles of clothing you wear but rather by the seasonal displays at your local drug store.
So it was a no brainer last weekend to sit under the covered part of our deck and watch a storm roll in. Yahtzee being the time-killing game of choice.
That was until my two boys spiraled off into playing the Staring Game which - quite obviously - involves staring at your opponent until someone blinks.
"You blunked!" scream my 4-year-old.
"You blunked. I saw you!!" he said.
"Blinked," said their mother.
"It's 'you blinked'" she said.
Ten minutes later I play the reigning champion, my 4-year-old, who stared at me with the widest eyes ever.
"You blunked!" he said.
Victory was his.
