Boy the weather is nice here. Well, in between the bad weather it's nice.
Last Wednesday there was still snow on the ground from the storm that came through the weekend before. All of this past weekend it was in the low 70s and the kids only came inside to eat and sleep. Today it is supposed to hit 81. Tomorrow? High 40s. Pneumonia, anyone?!
Growing up in Florida you never completely knew what the weather would be like either, but I don't ever remember the wild swings like we have here in the Fall and Spring. Come to think of it, the weather in Florida was more predictable than I give credit. At least back home you could count on it raining at 4 o'clock everyday from Memorial Day to Labor Day. Around here you never seem to know if you need short pants or a snow suit.
How in the world do you explain to a two-and-a-half year old that has spent the last 5 days outside that it's too cold to go out? You don't. You try, but that just makes him mad. Then what happens next? He follows the dog out and cries more because his feet are cold since he hasn't on any shoes.
How soon until this smoothes out? I have no clue. I remember scraping frost off of my windshield leaving for vacation the last weekend of April. I also remember going for morning swims in late June when it would be 70 one morning and 50 the next. Heck, the first year I lived here it never got over 90 the entire year, when the next year we had 10 consecutive 100+ days. This place is crazy!
I guess it's worth it, though. When spring comes and stays I don't know if there's a more beautiful place on the planet than Middle Tennessee.
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