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 Temperature: 75 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.



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16 Comments

  1. Please send the rain down here, because we sorely need it!!

    It is sooo hot and dry here right now. ugh.

    I love that. Ryan and Reid are quite a pair.

  2. How much did Ryan pay Reid to say that? 🙂

    I could use a bit of crazy weather. A solid, all-business thunderstorm would do me some good.

  3. Wouldn’t you have felt stupid if school happened to be closed. The Weasels almost had me a few times when I had to est those words.

  4. Oldest always delights in Finfrock getting the temp wrong – “hah! He said it would be 72, it’s 73!”

    Poor Dave.

    Ah, Spring in Texas.

    Maybe the rain will wash away all those pesky swine flu germies 🙂

  5. QUACK QUACK.. As we were pulling through the GIANT puddles to take Landry to school this morning he was complaining that he needed to get out and ride his bike.. Yeah.. NO.. One wet child comming up.. Are you sure Ryan doesn’t goto school in apond.. REALLY???