The day before Easter

This morning Tanner and I had ice dancing lessons at 8:30, so we tumbled out of bed, fed the girls breakfast, grabbed coffee and tea, pulled on sweats, sweaters, jackets and stepped outside only to be hit with a blast of warm air. I did a double take. The weather up until now has been temperate with only one day hitting over 80. Last night it had rained.

We both shrugged, and decided to walk to the rink instead of drive. There is nothing better than a spring stroll in the morning in Texas. The grackles were cackling, the mocking birds were mimicking car alarms, the red cardinals were darting into the bushes as we passed and the bright sun warmed our backs as we headed down the gently sloping road.

I'm not sure how succesful our practice was. I'm breaking in new skates with a huge toepick, and I keep tripping over them and doing lovely faceplants across the ice. I did suggest that part of our act be sliding snow angles, but for some reason our coach just wasn't into that idea.

After a short day of work, I came home, made lunch, watched the girls gyrate across the room to canned music and tried to convince them to go outside to play. That should have warned me...the fact that they didn't want to go outside. I shrugged and let them stay inside. At least I've developed a studied reaction to their, "I don't want to go outside!" complaint. I don't ever make them go.

After they watched a movie, I put them all down for a nap. Did I mention that Tanner was sleeping during this time? The house got very quiet and a snuggled up with a good book. It dawned on me that maybe it was hot when I had to turn the ceiling fans on in the living room. At 5:00, I rummaged through my stash of "deals" and found the clearance pool I had bought the previous summer. Tanner was up by then, so he got out the compressor, filled the pool and we let the girls splash and play until dinner time.