April (Or, everyone say, "Hi, Mike!")

It was T.S. Eliot who wrote that "April is the cruelest month..."  I know, because I looked it up.  It's the first thought I had when I looked out the window this morning.  Here, have a look out my window:

Not so promising, is it?  The kids have a half-day today. This afternoon, we're going to the movies.

Bobby's baseball schedule has been published, so we're looking at a whole lotta crazy for the next couple of months, because it's not just two ball games a week, it's also dance picture day, dance dress rehearsal day, cub scout field trips, two cub scout meetings that we have to run, spring strings concert, spring chorus concert, et cetera, et cetera.

What's with the "Hi, Mike!"?  He's my brother.  He requested more frequent blog posts.  So there you have it.  I'm all about customer service.

And just because Mike loves the Phillies so much--here's Rob and Cliff Lee on Wednesday night.

Bobby has been pulling teeth like it's his job.  He also just asks us for the money--he can't be bothered by any Tooth Fairy middleman.

Even though the weather looks like winter, the ants know it's spring, because they've resumed their annual assault on my house.  I won't say any more on that topic.  Unless you have any advice--I'll take advice!

And that's a wrap for this week!  I hope you are able to find some signs of spring wherever you are!