It's been a spring of late snowstorms and lingering cold. Only this morning, already the first of May, does the air finally feel promising. And yet there are still patches of snow in our concrete yard. And also a large patch of standing water that Viv says looks like a dinosaur. (The mudjacking company says it looks like about a grand)
Recently one day at school, a classmate's parent forgot to bring snowpants.
Vivi said to her: "Isn't it your job to pack your own snow pants?"
My work here is done, peace out. -Mama.
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