Life seems to go more smoothly when it's warm enough to go outside. There is running off of energy, soaking up of sun, and our day-to-day develops an entirely new, more effortless rhythm. A smoothie date with the littlest ones seems entirely in order to celebrate.
Yes, I am thankful for these warm days, even if there is still a sprinkling of cold ones left this March. Yes, those are my children running around a neighborhood park barefoot. And yes, there's Hugo "grazing." He is part very sweet boy, part bovine these days. But how else will he get his daily dose of dirt? By the end of summer, these kids will have resilient immune systems and leathery feet. Perfect.