With the weather being so cold during February, we’ve been mostly hibernating inside on Sundays instead of venturing out on weekend outings. This means Sundays have often been filled with cooking projects which often start at our neighborhood farmer’s market in the morning and end with the girls helping out in the kitchen. You may have seen the photos of some of these Sunday cooking projects on Instagram. The kids really enjoy cooking with Mark and have become pretty good prep cooks now that they’re old enough to handle knives and other tools. They even made pancakes one Sunday entirely on their own after Mark pulled out the ingredients for them on the kitchen counter. Since they’ve always been early risers, most mornings I’ll find that they’ve already eaten breakfast by the time I get up. The joys of having older kids.
This Sunday we’re letting out a sigh of relief. The sun was out and the forecast calls for temps in the upper 40s and even in the 50s for as far as we could see on the calendar. We might have finally turned a corner and it may be premature to call it, but I think we can finally put the worst of winter behind us. After the last storm on Thursday that blindsided us with more snow than we expected, we’re cheering this warmer weather on. After you’ve endured record low temps in the 20s for weeks on end, 45 degrees feels like Spring. It was a relief to see the sun work its magic on the curbside snow piles. Good bye, Winter!
I’ve been thinking a lot about travel again. It’s gotten a little trickier now that I have a job I commute to 3 days a week, but day dreaming about places we want to go and working out the details of our trips this year got us through the worst bouts of cabin fever. We can hardly wait to go on adventures this year and the girls have been waiting patiently in particular for an upcoming summer trip that’s been in the works for nearly 2 years. Having things to look forward to – that’s what we try to focus on. Sometimes it felt like it was the only thing I had to get through some dark and confusing times this winter. Watching the snow melt from rooftops and into puddles of dripping water remind us that seasons do turn over eventually. Those glimmers of change propel us forward.