It has been a mild Texas spring. We have been hovering in the mid-70s with dips to the high 50s and occasional spikes to the low 80s.
The trees and flowers seem a bit non-committal. The buds open slightly, peek around and then tentatively hang in unenthusiastic bloom. Nature has paused. Quite honestly, I can’t really blame nature because it’s Mother often punishes spring with an ice storm.
Despite the mildness, spring is one of the few times of year that we actually have WEATHER. You know, the kind that you have to check the news or Google in the morning before getting dressed.
Ryan has complained that whatever I tell him to wear to school seems to be wrong.
Mom, remember when you sent me to school with a COAT when it was WARM and in SHORTS when it was COLD?
Sorry buddy…if weather.com can’t get it right, what chance do I have?
And then there was yesterday morning:
Time: 6:34 am
Conditions: Thunder Storms with Rain Showers
The boys come tumbling down the stairs reporting sights of lightening and sounds of thunder.
Ryan: At least I don’t have to go to school.
Me: What? Of course you have to go.
But it is raining.
They don’t call off school for rain.
MOM! Turn on the news and check.
Ryan. They don’t call off school for rain.
YES THEY DO! Check the computer.
I am NOT going to check the computer. You are going to school!
Reid: MOM! I just saw lightening! Ryan can’t go to school in lightening.
Ryan does not go to school in a pool.